@camera_duels

Four. Four asses in one shot (duelist excluded), ripe and ready for their creeping jort and cargo silhouettes to be devoured “hole”-heartedly by my ass hungry audience. BEHOLD my friends, a stunning example of a common, amateur approach to subtly. A move I have coined “the straw man.” The technique involves manipulating one’s partner into standing in front of me, at safe distance, as if to take a casual photo. But then, assuming I’ve relaxed my guard with some entry level puppetry, the duelist peers around the friend like some guilty dog back from behind the family room couch. The camera, you see, is already zoomed in to spy me in the background, foreground occupied almost entirely by friend’s nose bridge. Thus the duel is settled, and the unaware are taken victim. But I am not unaware. No, in fact, I am aware of all of these surroundings. The last bit of hair stuck and splayed out upon your friend’s sweaty upper back. The small seagull walking almost imperceptibly against the like-colored street near captain cargo. The bathroom sign pointing you to the right receptacle to deposit your phone. And I am most. certainly. aware. of your technique. Come back after a bit of training.