Of walking in the street, with the machine and the bag, to make what I adore, to photograph people... I think that me one day can, to happen... To arrive here at 1000i, of black eye, or broken nose... But now I walk with this I vitiate, and I do not obtain, to find, vaccine for the cure... This was of today, this Sir, who I photographed, and started to say things there... At least fatiota was funny, anticipated thus the Carnival... Kind Regards Pedro Malheiros - Portugal -