And one more in the growing series of photos from London, a vibrant city in many respects. This gentleman had been sitting on a park bench, a little the worse for wear from drinking his lunch, trying to roll a cigarette, when a gust of wind scattered his tobacco and blew the rolling paper down the path. He stumbled after it, and finally succeeded in pinning it to the ground, while balancing bent over, trying not to tip over. This scene lasted long enough for me to take a picture, as he hesitated and wobbled. Maybe he was just soaking up Earth energy through his fingertips, something akin to God reaching out to Man on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel ?
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