A guy across from me was sketching people on the train. He may have thought he was undercover, but his motives were obvious. I wondered how the portraits looked as I watched his eyes shift between my neighbors and the squiggly strokes of his pencil. I checked in periodically to see who he was drawing, but the angle of his Moleskine kept the pages out of sight. To be honest, I wanted to see myself in there - a stranger's projection of me. But in my curiosity, I couldn't be still, and quickdraw doesn't work well on a moving target.
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