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Here I sit, in some coffeehouse somewhere, staring into the face of the person in front of me as she rambles on about the happenings of her day. I don't mean to ignore her and I certainly don't discredit what it is she's talking about, but I can't help noticing th ....

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.... and waters or on a city sidewalk. He would look so beautiful and natural surrounded by the dark colors of the city. I can see the scene and I can move on. My eyes go back to the girl in front of me. I can't stray too long, I'll be caught surveying my surroundings and accused of not paying attention. I bring my focus back to her eyes and then her mouth. A close up of her lips would be a good shot. Forming each word, detailed curves and slopes. I've captured the shot. I've been told before that I see the world through the eye of a viewfinder. I actually like that view. As a filmmaker I am constantly alert and searching for the perfect lighting ....