This image needs a little explanation. What tipped me to something going down was the sound of motorcycles, a lot of motorcycles. Turned out to be a police escort, full lockdown. Intersection blocked, my finger hits record and I begin to inspect. This guy was very cordial, loved my old Polaroid camera and was nice enough to allow me to make a snap in the midst of whatever it was he was doing, and clearly he was one of central figures in whatever was going down. The medals, well, I don’t know anything about medals but he’s got his share. The voice came out of nowhere at TOP volume. Don’t know know who it was, but it cut through the street noise like a round from a .50 caliber, until the bikes roared to life and took it all away.