I’m not sure if I just look for these images or maybe it’s because of my consciousness I always see the underbelly of life. I’m in Geneva for the first time. What a beautiful city! I’ve scene at least 8 Ferrari already and a bunch of other fancy cars. I also have a bit of sticker shock when I look at the prices in just about every store. This is an expensive city and by the looks of it everyone must be rich….well not everyone. There is always an underclass. There is always the poor in beautiful places. There is always the “have nots” walking amongst the “haves”. My lens seems to always find them. I always want to know their story. I want to understand the cards life dealt them. I want to know why things are this way. Why things have to be this way.