...enjoying how her hair had been pinned up and liking how the sketch was going. And then we came to a station and while I was starting the shading she got up and left and this guy sat in her place.
And while I am also pleased with the scruffy lad's sketch, part of me is saddened that the girl sketch never got to go any further.
Which suddenly makes me wonder how many of all the thousands of Londoners there are I have never seen, never sketched. I wonder if it's higher or lower than I think.
I have never, to my knowledge, sketched the same stranger on two separate occasions.