Think about the fact that this was just a moment captured in time. Err…i mean, there was nothing staged.

Look at the marquee. Look at the faces. Look at the grip of the cops’ hands on her arms (especially the one on the left, his fingers digging in).

Look at her face again.

Look at the figure standing between her and the cop on the left.

I dare you to tell me why this is not a powerful photograph. It’s a dare.

Also, I dare you to tell me how to widen the the columns of my blog so that photographs dont get cut off.