This is probably the hardest photo i have ever taken.
The homeless have never been a group i've sought out to photograph,
its usually the beautiful happy people.
This man really had a tired worn face, his hair white and wispy.
Draped over him was what looked like a flag, the shadow above his head reminiscent of a bed head. Defeated, his jelly jowls hang heavy over his mouth.
What's the point in living when know one knows you're alive?