I stideded across the covered coboled stone with a great deal of worry baggage. I headed to my first idea for a photogrpahy shoot, a antique store downtowne porthmouth.
What would the person think of me?
How would I show the photograph with an intresting angle?
The cold chilled wind accelerated my walk towards the open door to a store with an old look to it. A woman approched me with excitment. Saldy, the person wasn't the owner but a friend. I felt like I was rushing her. I want to try again because it such a cool store. Tomorrow I will try one more time. One more time... Please don't be scared.
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