Found these boys and girls exiting an antique market in San Telmo, downtown in Buenos Aires, as I was heading in. I made the mistake of forgetting people sometimes speak English in other countries, and remarked out loud, “Those kids are cool.”
And, naturally, they swung around, staring at me hard, until I explained SorryI’mNotAJerkAndIMeantIt,CanITakeYourPicture?
And then I did. They’re from New York City. I like his pleats and tapered ankles. I like her Crayola florals, and all of their sweet smiley faces, even if they were probably still leery of me.
