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I normally take pictures in the city, but my circumstances didn't allow me to get out to Salt Lake on this day, so I ventured out to some homes in Provo and got people there.

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I couldn’t get my way to an urban environment before my class project was due, so I decided to start knocking some doors. I asked this nice lady if I could take a picture of a teeter totter in her front yard, but I was really hoping to get a picture of whoever lived there. The lady started talking about her daughter being a photography student, and I did my usual and took pictures while talking to them. I guess the little girl got bored while we were talking.

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I was so used to coming across interesting individuals in Salt Lake that I was getting worried I wouldn’t find anything to photograph in Provo. When I saw this guy walking down the sidewalk a half a block away, I ran to him. I couldn’t pass up a photo. He was easy to catch up to because large group of High Schoolers stopped to talk with him. “Where are you going?” “Oh I don’t know, I was thinking of just stopping at Denver or something.” “You guys think I could rest on your lawn for a little bit?” “Yeah sure, no problem.” I was really impressed with how nicely they treated this stranger.

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These are the kids who were talking to the homeless guy with a dog. I secretly dubbed them the coolest kids in town.

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I’m always trying to maintain my stance on the right side of creepy vs. documentary, which is why I’m typically too nervous to photograph children, but this was too quaint to pass up.