An ***** man in a sharply cut olive trench coat over a rust-colored knit polo, standing at a busy city intersection with one hand holding the strap of a leather messenger bag. Captured from a slightly elevated diagonal angle as he turns abruptly toward a passing voice, his eyebrows raised and his mouth caught in a spontaneous laugh. Red pedestrian lights glow above the crossing, cyclists blur past the edge of the frame, and a row of old storefronts with striped awnings leads toward a crowded market street.
,@Chndlr,digital illustration
