It was around 8:10 PM on April 29, 2010. He was already gone, but not that I even knew who he was anyway. I just have this photo of his back.

On a technical note, I've always been intrigued by a kind of urban street photography. I've just never taken many of these types of photos because I understand that people often become quite self-aware when you point a camera at their face, especially when you don't know them. It's a difficult type of photography as well, in terms of composition because everything tends to happen so fast that you don't have a lengthy amount of time to stop and consider the composition. If you think too much, the moment will be gone forever.