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After a gut-stuffing sushi dinner at my parents’ neighborhood Japanese restaurant, my parents and various aunts and uncles very graciously posed for several photos in the adjacent empty lot, a former shabu-shabu house that had gone belly-up several years ago. The late summer light cast long, gorgeous shadows. My family, simultaneously amused and perplexed by my instructions to just don’t look at me!, did their best to follow orders.
Afterwards, we piled into our various cars (it’s Los Angeles, after all), and went our separate ways to nurse the ensuing food coma.
[Note: If this backdrop looks familiar, you should know that I like this parking lot A LOT.]
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Fun and interesting portraits. Very informal, I like it!
good idea, nice perspectives 🙂