Saturday, August 31, 2013

Day 95, Missoula Rabble,


Missoula Rabble, Richard is a man of very few words. He was standing on the sidewalk watching people walk by when his hat and leather jacket caught my eye. I asked him what he was doing. "I'm being a part of the community," he said. Richard grew up in Montana on a farm. Most of his family has passed away. He calls himself a loner. "I never have that much to say."

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