I was out cruising yesterday, looking for anything to shoot. It wasn’t going well, and Mrs. C and I wonder if we have ongoing brain fog after our recent episodes of norovirus. When I was parked at a curb to photograph a building across the street, this driver pulled into a queue at a traffic light. He saw my camera and gestured at me to take his picture. It was a gift. Being an old white guy, I could use help interpreting the hand gesture.
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