Photos are malleable creatures. You slap a couple of words on top a photo (or a caption beneath) and any perceived meaning changes tact. I snapped both these photos near William Street in Sydney's Kings Cross on a short lunch break. Streets are full of mini-narratives, short stories. Why is the tire cut and why are these two metal bars infront of the window? Photography is very much about keeping onces curiosity alive and extracting & imposing meaning.