The man stood, brushing dirt off his knees. “Wait—can I get a shot with you real quick? Like, old-school meets new-school?” He was already lifting the camera. Robert turned and walked away without a word.
Later that week, he spotted a teenager ducking between the trellises with earbuds in. As Robert approached, the kid turned, saw him—and sprinted off without a word, cutting across a row and snapping another vine in the process. That was it.