Belly Of The Beast - (Stockholm, Sweden)
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So there I was, late night, all alone, deep in the bowels of Stockholm’s (T-Bana) subway system, setting up to take this shot, when all of a sudden this Swedish dude rushes up to me. He stammers, “What are you doing, taking pictures!?”
*(Now, I’m from South Florida & I basically grew up in Miami, so when someone approaches me like that, I automatically go into combat mode.)
I tense up, caught off guard, “Excuse me, yea? What do you want?”
“Oh sorry,” he says, looking apologetic, “I didn’t mean to startle you. I’m just really into photography & I’m a bit drunk. Want some wine!?”
He gingerly reaches down the front of his pants, pulls out a bottle of nearly finished red wine and brandishes it toward me, red liquid sloshing around and says, “Here, have some wine!”
I look at the wine, look at him, look at the wine again, “No thanks,” I say, “I’m more of a white wine kind of guy.”
“You sure?” He shrugs, smiles, and produces a small plastic cup. He pours in some wine and takes a sip, clearly satisfied with himself.
All I remember thinking was, “Where the hell did the cup come from!?” -- Probably best to not know...
After a lot of interesting conversation about Sweden, photography, and (of course) wine, we exchange email addresses and he continues on his way, headed to a nearby party.
You meet the strangest people in the subway at midnight...
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