Three people in the photo on Bourbon Street in New Orleans, taken a week ago, the first night of Mardi Gras.
Person on the left, crutches, pink cast on right foot.
Person on right is a street musician. His guitar case is off camera.
Center person. Drunk as a skunk. I’ve never seen a grown man in public pee in his pants. The stream of liquid from his shoes to the curb is urine.
Was too uncomfortable photographing his pants.
Was I supposed to offer help?
Feeling somewhere between coward and hypocrite?
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