Gammeltorv, Copenhagen. September 2011. An orange on bricks.
This rasta man walks by me, says "don't touch it" and stops at some door. I reply "I'm taking a photo". He continues as I walk by after the shot, saying "It's black magic" and something more I didn't hear.I think he tried to convince me that the orange had appeared there by some act of magic, and that you shouldn't touch it. Well, I didn't plan to after all. I bet he ate it after telling the same story to a few more, just for the fun of it.