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fish steps
Where I live, fish is sold from glassed-in cases in the grocery store. It smells really fishy when you walk by, and if I am being honest, I generally hold my breath.
At the market in Boston, one of the places you can get fish is from this below-street-level spot, where carefully-arranged fish are in an open-air display that uses the concrete steps to hold everything up.
It looks interesting. And it’s not even smelly.
Haymarket
Boston, Massachusetts
photographed 8.27.2022
orange, light
I started my day by walking through the Haymarket. (And of course we all understand that when I say “walking through the Haymarket” I actually mean “taking a ton of photos as I moved very slowing through the crowds.”)
And then, because it seemed the right thing to do, I “walked” through the area again in the late afternoon, just so I could see the sun on piles of oranges. It was surely worth the second visit.
Haymarket
Boston, Massachusetts
photographed 8.27.2022
portrait, Boston
“Why don’t you take my picture?” – that’s what this young lady said to me as I walked by with a clearly-visible camera. Then she struck a pose.
I was unable to resist.
Boston, Massachusetts
photographed 8.27.2022
below the street
So, I started the journey from Lubbock to Sicily by heading to Boston. That’s a little bit of a non-traditional route, but there were some logistical considerations that figured into the decision and it made more sense that you might think.
Anyway.
One year earlier (almost exactly to the day), I’d been lucky enough to walk around the Haymarket and the North End with a local fellow* who knew some things about where photographers would like to go. So, on my free day in the city, I went back to those places on my own.
Looking back through all those photos-with-people that I started taking in Sicily makes me think this was a bit of a practice run…
Haymarket
Boston, Massachusetts
photographed 8.27.2022
*It was Don. Don Toothaker. Maybe you know him?
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