Instead of selfies

… was the random carefully abandoned camera on offer from Argos or one of the pack of the disposables.

It lay there ready to be picked up by a stranger, new friend or passer by. And all so often it snapped an unassuming, happy face. Other times it got oblivion or jovial surprise, even some playfulness.

No time to think or pose or ponder. No second takes. A bit like life. Just precious glimpses of yourself from
A. Nother. Of what you seem. Of what you dare. Of what you are.