While I was waiting to meet up with a couple friends I noticed I wasn't alone. Meet Spencer who was sharing the "waiting room" with me. My first question to him was if I could take his picture. He hesitated, then asked me if I was going to say negative things about him along with his photo. He didn't want that happening to him again. I assured him I wouldn't and I asked him a few extra questions...
What are you doing on the corner of 8th Ave and 14th Street?
Waiting for a friend.
Where are you from, Spencer?
I'm from New York City.
Is there anything else you would like to say?
My friend is here...