Some of my favorite shots are a “by the way” from the point of view of the photgrapher. The shoot, the party done, he must go and take the bus or the train to return to his suburban home… and magic may come his way in that late hour, in the shape of this immigrant old man carrying the burden of life, eyes looking at some secret place in their heart where all is going to be good. Love this shot… as you can see it.