The sun was blazing hot on our first trip to Santa Monica Pier in the May of 2018. While everyone was busy taking photos by the end sign of Route 66, my eyes landed on a peculiar old man. Sitting calmly on a bench, his gaze towards Malibu, taking in the magnificent view and the sound of waves crashing. Yet, it wasn't the man I found out of ordinary – rather his company. A flock of pigeons sat on and around him, chilling confidently on the man. And no one seemed to care.
© Viktor Krč, 2018