The following are what happen when I have my camera on my person (me), and not only am I overwhelmingly compelled to haul that sucker out, but also confronted by a scene so not unphotographable I convince myself it is in fact photographable . Hell, some of them I even seek out specifically for the sake of testing just how not unphotographable they are. Then I go home and write more run-on sentences. It is my sincere wish that you enjoy the spoils of my visual articulation.