After a solid week of photographing pastry, I was afraid my Spycam skills were getting rusty. So I whipped out my cell phone and decided to do a little practice drill with the gentleman sitting next to me in the United Red Carpet Lounge. I took his picture, edited it to protect his identity and uploaded it to my blog, all while carrying on a conversation with him. In fact, we're still talking right now. I guess operating a Spycam is like riding a bike ... you never forget how to do it ...!
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Oh come on now don't be modest. You know you are just good at operating a spycam.
You are good enough to work for the CIA ....spy in Libya maybe? Do they have Starbucks there with falafel fritters on a stick?
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