strangers

People-watching is always so intriguing. We do it in transit, on the streets, in coffee shops, around campus, and everywhere else we find ourselves in the company of others. There is always something curious about people as strangers. We are hooked by the mystery behind all the faces and the stories hidden behind such characters.

I found this photograph, among others, from an antique store a few months ago.

Scribbled behind it, in cursive, was "Taken Sept 24th, 1924/London".

The concept behind a photograph is quite poetic as it is meant to capture a moment in time and keep it frozen for as long as it can. I may never know what the man in the photo above was like, nor will I find out his name, but I'd like to think his photograph imparts a memory that still lingers to this day.