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xthebeginnerx: 8 Minutes I was walking around the River Walk of down town Milwaukee when I happened a homeless man-something I have never seen because of the little time I’ve spent in MKE.  I asked to take his picture in exchange for a dollar, and he held up his hand with the peace sign and smiled.  A block away there was a police officer on a horse-something I again had never seen.  I asked to take his picture as well.  As I turned back to the river walk, I watched as the homeless man tripped on the curb and fell into the road.   A pedestrian rushed to his aid, so  I began documenting.  When I turned back I saw the police officer approaching, and watched as he caught the homeless man by the arm-then the jacket, while he spoke on the radio.  The police officer then lead the homeless man out of sight.   I find it interesting that these two random portraits were the beginning of a short documentary, that I was able to capture moments of time before their paths crossed, and captured the event of them meeting.  Between the first photo I took of the homeless man, and the last photo I took of him being lead away, 8 minutes passed.  I literally documented 8 minutes of their lives, and how they collided. 
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xthebeginnerx: 8 Minutes I was walking around the River Walk of down town Milwaukee when I happened a homeless man-something I have never seen because of the little time I’ve spent in MKE.  I asked to take his picture in exchange for a dollar, and he held up his hand with the peace sign and smiled.  A block away there was a police officer on a horse-something I again had never seen.  I asked to take his picture as well.  As I turned back to the river walk, I watched as the homeless man tripped on the curb and fell into the road.   A pedestrian rushed to his aid, so  I began documenting.  When I turned back I saw the police officer approaching, and watched as he caught the homeless man by the arm-then the jacket, while he spoke on the radio.  The police officer then lead the homeless man out of sight.   I find it interesting that these two random portraits were the beginning of a short documentary, that I was able to capture moments of time before their paths crossed, and captured the event of them meeting.  Between the first photo I took of the homeless man, and the last photo I took of him being lead away, 8 minutes passed.  I literally documented 8 minutes of their lives, and how they collided. 
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xthebeginnerx: 8 Minutes I was walking around the River Walk of down town Milwaukee when I happened a homeless man-something I have never seen because of the little time I’ve spent in MKE.  I asked to take his picture in exchange for a dollar, and he held up his hand with the peace sign and smiled.  A block away there was a police officer on a horse-something I again had never seen.  I asked to take his picture as well.  As I turned back to the river walk, I watched as the homeless man tripped on the curb and fell into the road.   A pedestrian rushed to his aid, so  I began documenting.  When I turned back I saw the police officer approaching, and watched as he caught the homeless man by the arm-then the jacket, while he spoke on the radio.  The police officer then lead the homeless man out of sight.   I find it interesting that these two random portraits were the beginning of a short documentary, that I was able to capture moments of time before their paths crossed, and captured the event of them meeting.  Between the first photo I took of the homeless man, and the last photo I took of him being lead away, 8 minutes passed.  I literally documented 8 minutes of their lives, and how they collided. 
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xthebeginnerx: 8 Minutes I was walking around the River Walk of down town Milwaukee when I happened a homeless man-something I have never seen because of the little time I’ve spent in MKE.  I asked to take his picture in exchange for a dollar, and he held up his hand with the peace sign and smiled.  A block away there was a police officer on a horse-something I again had never seen.  I asked to take his picture as well.  As I turned back to the river walk, I watched as the homeless man tripped on the curb and fell into the road.   A pedestrian rushed to his aid, so  I began documenting.  When I turned back I saw the police officer approaching, and watched as he caught the homeless man by the arm-then the jacket, while he spoke on the radio.  The police officer then lead the homeless man out of sight.   I find it interesting that these two random portraits were the beginning of a short documentary, that I was able to capture moments of time before their paths crossed, and captured the event of them meeting.  Between the first photo I took of the homeless man, and the last photo I took of him being lead away, 8 minutes passed.  I literally documented 8 minutes of their lives, and how they collided. 
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xthebeginnerx: 8 Minutes I was walking around the River Walk of down town Milwaukee when I happened a homeless man-something I have never seen because of the little time I’ve spent in MKE.  I asked to take his picture in exchange for a dollar, and he held up his hand with the peace sign and smiled.  A block away there was a police officer on a horse-something I again had never seen.  I asked to take his picture as well.  As I turned back to the river walk, I watched as the homeless man tripped on the curb and fell into the road.   A pedestrian rushed to his aid, so  I began documenting.  When I turned back I saw the police officer approaching, and watched as he caught the homeless man by the arm-then the jacket, while he spoke on the radio.  The police officer then lead the homeless man out of sight.   I find it interesting that these two random portraits were the beginning of a short documentary, that I was able to capture moments of time before their paths crossed, and captured the event of them meeting.  Between the first photo I took of the homeless man, and the last photo I took of him being lead away, 8 minutes passed.  I literally documented 8 minutes of their lives, and how they collided. 
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xthebeginnerx: 8 Minutes I was walking around the River Walk of down town Milwaukee when I happened a homeless man-something I have never seen because of the little time I’ve spent in MKE.  I asked to take his picture in exchange for a dollar, and he held up his hand with the peace sign and smiled.  A block away there was a police officer on a horse-something I again had never seen.  I asked to take his picture as well.  As I turned back to the river walk, I watched as the homeless man tripped on the curb and fell into the road.   A pedestrian rushed to his aid, so  I began documenting.  When I turned back I saw the police officer approaching, and watched as he caught the homeless man by the arm-then the jacket, while he spoke on the radio.  The police officer then lead the homeless man out of sight.   I find it interesting that these two random portraits were the beginning of a short documentary, that I was able to capture moments of time before their paths crossed, and captured the event of them meeting.  Between the first photo I took of the homeless man, and the last photo I took of him being lead away, 8 minutes passed.  I literally documented 8 minutes of their lives, and how they collided. 
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I was walking around the River Walk of down town Milwaukee when I happened a homeless man-something I have never seen because of the little time I’ve spent in MKE.  I asked to take his picture in exchange for a dollar, and he held up his hand with the peace sign and smiled.  A block away there was a police officer on a horse-something I again had never seen.  I asked to take his picture as well.  As I turned back to the river walk, I watched as the homeless man tripped on the curb and fell into the road.   A pedestrian rushed to his aid, so  I began documenting.  When I turned back I saw the police officer approaching, and watched as he caught the homeless man by the arm-then the jacket, while he spoke on the radio.  The police officer then lead the homeless man out of sight.  

I find it interesting that these two random portraits were the beginning of a short documentary, that I was able to capture moments of time before their paths crossed, and captured the event of them meeting.  Between the first photo I took of the homeless man, and the last photo I took of him being lead away, 8 minutes passed.  I literally documented 8 minutes of their lives, and how they collided. 

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