This saltimbanque was making his flying balls act in front of Saint Suplice. I walked to him slowly, taking photographs from the distance while he was finishing his number. I then asked if he would let me take a close-up of him. Instead of an answer he asked me if I wanted him to do a special number, a question to which I replyed affirmative without putting to much thought into it.
That’s when he picked up this shockingly long sword and started swallowing it whilst continuing his flying balls number. I couldn’t believe what my eyes were seeing! I was so mesmerized by the act itself that for some moments I totally forgot what any of the buttons of my camera knows to do, and I just shut these pictures of him, being mostly unaware and transported to some crazy Diane Arbus thoughts…
Two months later I saw him again strolling down on a crowded street :)