It was a cold day in January 2008. My wife and I had just exited the art gallery when we saw the long line of people still waiting to get inside. Just around the corner and still on the gallery's property, we saw a very different scene that the people standing in line were oblivious to: the man sleeping at the steam vents to stay warm.
Converted to black-and-white today. C&C encouraged as always, though I don't have anything to ask.