Paul is a
musician. He sat on a concrete ledge with his guitar (in great light :-) )
along Main street, but pedestrian traffic was light. Two blocks away was the
weekly Farmer’s Market, packed with people. An intersection in the market has
four corners that are favorite spots for buskers to perform. But on this day,
Paul was number five – he said that all of the spots were taken. Paul said that
there is no ‘signing up’ for a spot. It is ‘squatter’s rights’, so to speak.
Paul was originally from New Jersey. He was
in Las Vegas for a while when his mother became ill. While he was in Sarasota,
she passed. Now he (at least temporarily) calls this home. Paul liked this
image on the camera’s LCD and took my MOO card.