We were crossing Rue St-Denis at Avenue du Mont-Royal when came across a man playing the accordion on the corner. We asked if we could take his photo; he smiled and said (in french): “Everyone wants to take my photo! Must be the music.”

He was wandering around Recoleta near the cemetary with an old-fashioned (like 1920s old) camera selling potraits. He asked if he could take our picture and then we asked if we could take his.

“saw him in the lower east side sitting outside this little shop. went up to him because he had a cool hat, was smoking a cigar and had an eye patch. had to convince him to take a photo with the patch on – he wanted to take it off because he said he looked like the terminator. said he used to play the bongos at bluenote and that i should check it out.” – pitythecool

Nothing beats talking to a cute granny going solo on the subway.

She was just sitting around on the streets of Recoleta on a Sunday morning. Didn’t care that we took her photo and didn’t say much. She wasn’t as drunk as she appears in this photo.

We think he just hangs outside of the pizza place waiting to get his photo taken.

he looks like he might bust a cap in your ass or just tell you to fuck off in spanish.

Met him on Campbell Street in Surry Hills just sitting outside under a tree. Was really happy to be photographed and smiled when he saw the pics. He didn’t say a word, but his teeth said it all.