So Many Questions, So Few Answers.
I have been in Liverpool today to try out the new camera. I was taking my usual street shots but nothing out of the ordinary, just getting a feel for it.
I then spotted him talking to another gentleman in a suit. I have no idea of the conversation, I just watched his body language. He gripped the bottle in his hands and was constantly twisting the top on and off subconsciously as he spoke. He made little or no eye contact with the person he spoke with. The long dirty fingernails said one thing but his neatly trimmed beard said another. All the time I was fixed upon his eyes, so many times he seemed close to tears, the closer he got the more he twisted the bottle top.
For some reason he was upset but I had no idea as to why, I wanted to ask if he was OK but I didn't want to interrupt the conversation he was having.
So many questions.