He sells simple flowers from his tiny garden in the heart of old Krakow. Tourists run past him without paying attention. He stands with his eyes closed for some time, may be remembering something from the past or simply napping. His poverty is obvious, but honest work is better than begging. He sells his flowers cheaper, than costs a bottle of milk in the neaby store. Still - nobody needs flowers.
|Photo Location:||Krakow, Poland|
|Camera:||Canon EOS 80D|
|Copyright:||© Kristina Rutian|