A long time ago, (1993 I think) in Billings, Montana, I came upon this industrial scene. Raising my camera, I fired the shutter one time before I heard a stern voice behind me.
“Hey, you can’t take pictures here!” said the security guard. I said “ok.” He asked how many photos I took. I said “just one.” I could see he figuring if it was worth trying to get my film from me. Finally he said “well, if it was only one…” I turned on my bicycle and pedaled away.
If it wasn’t for the employee on bicycle this photo would be nothing.