A memorial for a boy killed in a senseless "gang" brawl, a tragedy for all involved. You can cover things like this from a distance, I'm talking two or three yards, and feel unnoticed. But to get a shot like this, the one that works, you have to move in close, and suddenly they notice you. You're kneeling there, squinting through this ridiculous swollen black machine, clicking away. It's hard. In my own family, decades ago, a child was murdered and there was a swarm of media coverage. I try to add to the memorial, to cement the memorial into the record of the day, and make it an echo of all such tragedies.