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Lately I've been sticking to taking photos right around our apartment because it's easier. We live next to a cosmetic surgery clinic, and this is the wheelchair ramp to the entrance. This isn't NYC, I've gotta work with what I've got. It's either this or photos in the Burger King drive-thru.

A neighbor has noticed me walking around the complex with my camera/tripod and decided to awkwardly mention it like a stalker. He stopped me at the mailbox and asked what I'm always doing with my camera. I suddenly picked up both a lisp and stutter, looked at my feet, and made up some weird lie about how I'm a senior portrait photographer? Oh guys, it got weird. And now I no longer want to take photos around our place, or at least not until I get some cosmetic surgery so I'm unrecognizable.