I always find it sad to see an elderly person smoking. Actually I find it sad to see anybody smoking, but an old woman is just about the worst. They have the puckered lip wrinkles from long years of dragging on the damn coffin nail with their lipstick seeking higher ground through the wrinkles.
Now, although I don't see a cig between this woman's fingers I'm guessing there might be one. The fellow in the back seated on the ground does have a cig dangling from his lips.
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So what of the empty chair? Is this where the photographer had been seated? Or was this someone who disliked the smoke wafting from the woman and just decided to leave? It is odd that the chair is facing the lens and not the direction all of the people are facing. Perhaps the photographer had an imaginary friend seated in the chair. Perhaps the photographer was smoking something other than cigarettes.
For something completely different...
Ruth, from Artifact Collectors, asked me to do a guest post on my corner of the universe. I blather on about what I do giving others outside my small realm the chance to be bored by me. Thank you Ruth. It was a pleasure. And folks, visit the site, www.artifactcollectors.com, to actually read some posts by people who actually know what they're talking about.