From the day
Perspective: The Street Photographer · Tactile
The slush of February seeped through my heavy wool trousers as I crouched to frame a shot of a newsboy clutching a stack of "Russia Startled" headlines. A group of men in stiff linen collars hummed *Meet Me in St. Louis, Louis* with such localized fervor you’d forget the world was on the brink of a bally war. Blimey, the wind bit hard through my tweed coat, yet I paused to watch a gentleman’s gloved hands fumbling with the smooth, oilcloth pieces of a *Land’s Lord* set. The new ink from the offset press felt tacky and rich on the damp air, smelling of coal smoke and progress.