Downtown Dallas on a Sunday afternoon. Gottta be safe right?
Walking around down where the longhorn statues are,clicking an occasional picture.
All of a sudden I hear
"Here is your money shot man"
I looked the other way,picked up my pace a little and started planning an escape.
These voices were a little worrisome,and they were persistant.
Finally after continuous "show me the money" and "here is your money shotman"I had to look,and decided to take a few shots(when I realized they were not obviously packing heat or interested in doing me in.
They drove off laughing,and I realized I got one of those shots I love,a candid street shot,although I was more the subject than they.