Midnight Behind the Factory
I was going out to take some night shots. My wife gave me two simple instructions. Don't get arrested and don't get shot. She said this because either she loves me, or because I was driving her car. All was going well, and then a long 1970's Cadillac came creeping around the corner. Now I know that NOT all 1970's Caddies that drive behind a little used factory at midnight belong to drug dealers. But I was instructed NOT to get shot, so I left. Obedient I am.
Converted to B&W and film grain added.