I used to see this guy on the streets of Colorado Springs. One late evening in 2001 as I walked by him he said, "Take my picture." So I took his picture. The light was failing and I was shooting with an Olympus 3040Z, which was a good point-and-shoot in its day, but not quite adequate for this. He said, "I didn't see no flash," which illustrates an advantage a reasonably sensitive digital had for street photography in those days. I made him a small print and gave it to him the next time I saw him. A couple years later I saw him in the bus station. He was very blind and being steered around by a friend. Evidently he'd been drinking methanol.