Photo is a lot about luck. It was not easy to catch the right look in their eyes during that night. Often they look at me (and always consciously or unconsciously change their facial or even body expression), or they look at their feet or a few meters in front of them (quite expected, when you forget about this rule, you learn from the fall a few seconds later NOT to repeat that again). Sometimes, they may look up, and offer better for a photo. And I guess this photo was meant to be, especially in black and white. His dark running hears, the skin color of the man behind him, everything seemed to be in my favor. Except the focus was a b…. with this poor light (and NO, to shoot with a cobra flash was out of question). It can’t be always perfect, right ?