Malibu, Calif.: August, 2011. We were pulling up to Paradise Cove to have dinner, mostly because my kid said “I was in Hawaii a year ago today and I wanted to be at a beach.” When I saw all of the cars I thought “They must have some kind of event going on near here.” No, I forgot it was friggin’ August. I forgot it was summer. I forgot that tourists love themselves some friggin’ Malibu. At least the tourists didn’t disappoint me. A stolen kiss near the trash facility (AKA smoking area), a wild hair toss. A fat kid with an ice cream. Boredom. Well … I wasn’t bored. Leica MP. 35 Summicron +3 stop ND. Agfa APX 25.