I don't know what it is about seeing a photographer in action that captivates me, makes me want to take a photo, too.
But the backdrop was perfect, with its vibrant colours.
The subject was simple: a single person, leaning against a wall.
The assistant was the only one facing me, could see that I had my camera trained on his party. But he was focused on his job at hand and couldn't be bothered with what I was doing.
The photographer was beautiful, could have been a model, herself.
I couldn't resist. My camera was already in hand, I was already photographing the painted, abandoned station house.
I couldn't resist.