I don't suppose you snapped the pic just as she was throwing the water at you, did you? By then I was ducking and covering. But I did make a snap of her before that transpired. Believe it or not, when I got the color negatives back from the lab, that particular one was cut in half. Deliberately, I believe, by some prudish zealot. Pretty sure you know how pissed off I was about that! Anyway, years later scanners came around, and the photo lives on, after a bit of Photoshop surgery. I don't have it on the web but I do have a lovely print of it filed away, somewhere.
It strikes me as odd that a prostitute would do that though, they're used to being gawked at all day, so what differences does taking a picture make? You can gawk and dream for free, but better pay for anything more, or you get a dousing.
Personally, I was happy it was water and not urine. |
