Fog

Obsessed? I'd been trying to photograph this man who bathes on occassion, and usually go by around 8:30 a.m. Today, I photographed him buy only a few frames. He works in a bar on the Marginal, and I see him often. Rather than ask his permission and more than likely be refused or freak him out, I waited. Afterward, I told him (although it was obvious) that I photographed him and assured him it wasn't anything bad I was doing because I could tell he was a bit embarassed. He thanked me after I told him I'd bring him a print.