Composure

I walked past this man without giving him a second thought. When I reached the end of the block I felt that I needed to take his photo; I went back, gave him some change, and asked if it would be alright. He let out a smile and gently whispered over the sound of his guitar "absolutely". Right when I pressed the shutter button another man started yelling at the guitarist, telling him he was awful and to stop playing. The guitarist told the man he loved the guitar and he would not stop.