My friend, Emily, and her dad picked me up from my home. Emily has a photography assignment and I’m modeling for her. Her dad got us Holé Molé. This was the first place we took photos at. It’s some kind of hiking area. Honestly, I don’t know the name of the place and neither does Emily. We remember places through memories. This is “where we stole a shopping cart”. The photoshoot at this location was successful. We moved on to deeper parts in Los Angeles. Our next stop was the Grand Central Market. Emily wanted to snap photos of candy. There was a guy painting a tribute for Kobe in the market.In one of the elevators at the Grand Central Market, there was this engraving. Scum Gang. Powerful words.Outside Grand Central, there was a guy handing out free flowers. He actually wasn’t asking me if I wanted a flower, but the lady was hesitating so I snatched it.After Grand Central, Emily and I headed to Little Tokyo.In the underground shop area, there was a huge wall covered in drawings, words, and graffiti. This was my favorite out of everything on the mysterious graffiti wall. This was the last photo Emily needed (this wasn’t the photo she took). She had a lot of problems getting a city shot because the sun had set and it was affecting the lighting. After she got all her photos, we made our way home.
I chose this story because my most valuable memories are with my friends, so this was something I felt like was worth sharing.
I think I did great. Maybe it’s not the most engaging story, but it has some fun elements.
The best image in my story is the image that as me posing in it (the third one). It’s the best one because I’m in it and I look great.
My very last photo, albeit not very interesting to look at, is essential. Every story needs a beginning and an end, and that photo is my end.
Next time, I would shoot more photos of me with my friend(s). You can’t really say I was spending time with my friend(s) if I wasn’t in any photos.
There aren’t any other photo stories I would like to tell because the only ones I want to share are memories with my friends. Nothing new here.
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