In the early aughts I found myself on a "photo expedition" with a group of co-workers and friends. We were plumbing the wilds of South Minneapolis, in particular as stretch along Hiawatha Avenue. We split up and went our various ways. I was tempted to park myself in a nearby tavern and take some available light shots of its denizens while the others trudged through the heat of the day, but instead I dutifully made some artistic exposures:
Dan, in the Aussie hat, is gone now, but Shelia and Nicole are still around.