that’s what the gent had tattooed on his knuckles.
Day 50 of 2013 on the streets.
After cycling to Nepalese embassy to apply for a visa for my trip next month, I took a moment to chill out in the Kensington Gardens. This is when I spotted this gent. He was sitting there waving at and talking to the birds. I snapped a photo of him from the side and then thought I might as well ask him if I could take a portrait of him. I hadn’t done that in such a long time. He was more than happy to oblige.