Tex was standing more or less exactly like this when I saw him outside his car garage in Peckham. I liked his rough worker look, so I crossed the road, to go and talk to him. Before I had finished my little introduction, a customer came over and payed Tex some money. It was a slightly awkward moment, where I was just standing next to them, not knowing if Tex wanted me to leave or not. I decided to hang around, looking up into the air, so I din't seem too nosy. When the customer left, I asked for the portrait. I don't think Tex cared too much, but he gave me a nod and said it was cool. First when I got home, I noticed his fly was open, but knowing Tex, I don't think he'll mind.
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