A Moment (from 2 squares)

In Times Square, I stopped people and asked them to take photos of me so that I could send them home to my parents. And I don't think people felt sorry for me, they smiled and did it and not one person ran away with my camera (my no.3 fear), but in fairness, I did choose families and women in heels and old men so that I would have a head start if they did.

Once in Madison Square, I stopped a woman with a pram and she took a photo of me next to a sculpture and I was wearing my big jacket and I had to put my bag down, behind me and I kept turning back to check on my bag and so in the photo I have a face like someone who is turning to look back.