I was wearing a yellow coat. Yellow like the apple he dug out of his personal stash.
“Look at how fresh this is, at how vibrant this color is… unusual for this time of the year…. you’re going to hold it and I’ll take a picture of you.”
He hands me the apple, arranges my scarf … and gets a camera out of his pocket. I like the way he speaks to me :
” Stephanie what do you do in life?
– I take photos of random people and I tell stories .
– Hmm… – Pause – tell me a story. ”
I couldn’t articulate anything. I was too busy holding my apple like a proper muse.
A customer walks into the store, William has to get back to the daily grind. Hang on kid … not so fast ! Your turn to go on camera.
Pineapple Gueules de Parisiens
Mister funky grocer, if you ever read this, here is your story :
This is the story of a girl who enters a grocery store to buy chicken, and ends up posing with a Golden Delicious in one hand and a pineapple in the other. This is the story of a random encounter, as sweet as an apple and as tart as a pineapple…