You'd think you'd notice a guy this large and swarthy reaching out to grab you as you walk past (especially with the horrified face of the blonde looking on), wouldn't you?

I certainly did.

The lunchtime sky was overcast and grey and the light was awful. "There's nothing really visually interesting to shoot", I thought to myself. Then I answered "There's always SOMETHING, you just have to FIND it."

Then I saw the poster. And the hand. And saw somebody walking past it. And visualised a shot just as someone was in between his fingers, as seen from my vantage point.

So I opened her up a bit, nudged the ISO up to meet the need for speed, and waited.

A bit of spray and pray, and voila, two victims, one of which sat perfectly in frame for my shot.

She'll never know what grabbed her.

(Except in the highly unlikely event that she stumbles across this gallery some day.)

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