And indeed there will be time
For the yellow smoke that slides along the street
Rubbing its back upon the window-panes;
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet
T.S.Eliot – The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock

Rather fitting for this photograph, i thought. this is a crappy scan of a crappy proof. i have it on a large print somewhere, but it was to big for my scanner. so there.