Outside the Slaughtered Lamb, Wednesday late afternoon -- Andras OTA/MW
Andras was lurking.
He was lurking with his mid-level Nikon and a pint of cider outside the Lamb, and taking pictures of things he saw: people walking past, small yappy dogs, nice leather-lad rears on motorcycle, bored blokes picking their noses inside SUVs that went slow in the after-work traffic.