Show us what has left the back of your eyelids burning. Send pictures
of visual trespass and peculiarities to copyeditor [at] sfreporter.com,
subject “eyedropper.”

The subjects in this picture are not obscured because of my failures as a photographer nor because I was too chicken shit to get in on or even near the action. Instead, they are blurred for their own protection. Don't let this happen to you.

The two victims—the ladies posing on the front of this sweet ride, not mine—were mislead by the man taking their picture (neat, a photographer photographing a photographer!). They were told first how beautiful they looked, then how exponentially more beautiful they would look showcased in an online "presentation" or feature-length film. Using flattery, the perp tricked these wholesome young ladies into a humiliating photo shoot in dangerous conditions atop a doubtlessly too-hot car hood across the street from El Paseo bar.

Sadly, the girls' aspirations of grandeur were shattered, as they will never be seen on any public screen or forum, just the small cell phone of an errant photographer and online only in this cautionary blog post.