TwinCitiesSeen
Code Name: "Daniel"
Met this guy while photographing O'Gara's in Saint Paul. He yelled at me with such an air of familiarity, I was convinced we knew each other and that my memory had gone haywire. When I asked who he was, he laughed like a freight train and roared, "You have no idea who I am, do you?" He introduced himself as Daniel, then told me he was an actor ("a really excellent actor"), a musician, and an electrician ("I want to wire Michael Jackson's house; I'd really like to see inside that sonofabitch"). He dodged every question I asked with some nonsensical answer. I couldn't tell if he was inebriated, deranged, or a spy. Maybe a bit of all three.
Code Name: "Daniel"
Met this guy while photographing O'Gara's in Saint Paul. He yelled at me with such an air of familiarity, I was convinced we knew each other and that my memory had gone haywire. When I asked who he was, he laughed like a freight train and roared, "You have no idea who I am, do you?" He introduced himself as Daniel, then told me he was an actor ("a really excellent actor"), a musician, and an electrician ("I want to wire Michael Jackson's house; I'd really like to see inside that sonofabitch"). He dodged every question I asked with some nonsensical answer. I couldn't tell if he was inebriated, deranged, or a spy. Maybe a bit of all three.