I was leaning against a pole with a camera after a long running in the streets and admire the play of light on the faces of people, cars and skyscrapers …

There was something majestic about it, people coming out of the shadows, squinting at first, and then, smiling to the sun, passed on, hurrying about their business.

-How much? – Brought me from the contemplation of the question is clearly addressed to me. I turned my head to the side and saw pretty nice Chinese girl, who is without a shadow of a smile looked at me with her beautiful slanted eyes …

– Excuse me?
– How much do you cost? – She asked innocently, soft velvety voice .
– You mean a … photoshoot?
– No. I mean … you.

And at this moment she smiled cheekily looking into my eyes fluttered, put in my hands a piece of paper with her number and silently, without taking her eyes from me, jumped into a taxi …