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December 31, 2019

Worth Every Cent

I was up the block a ways when I saw her, singing an old country tune. I dropped a dollar in her basket and asked if I could take her picture.

It’s the right thing to do. I always tip the street performers if I want to get their pics. There are too many people out there who want something for nothing.

Me? I’ll pay a few dollars for pics like this. I’ve done it all over the world.

Sadly, we live in a world where people pay ridiculous amounts of money for a Starbucks coffee, but won’t lay down the price for unique, locally made products. Give me a local diner over Applebee’s any day.

“How about some Johnny Cash” I requested as I aimed my Canon FT.

“Well I taught that weeping willow how to cry cry cry...” she belted out as I snapped away.

Worth every cent.

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Russell Viers

I'm just a guy who finds the world an interesting place and likes to capture certain moments with a camera. They aren't for sale, or anything. I just like them. Well, usually. I've taken a lot of photos I don't like, as well.

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