Because it is necessary to return to the city what belongs to him. Because the photograph must be divided, given. The photographer captures the one stolen moment emotion. But the photograph is not its language: it is its eyes, its body, its heart. It is a brutal, powerful bond.

To show what moved, surprised, amused. To make feel this moment when the moment rocks and solidifies to become a feeling, imprisoned.

One can like. One can hate, to shout with "already considering", with the copy. Inevitably "already considering". The daily newspaper suffers from a routine which in makes forget its attractive beauty. Just like the musician has only eight notes to compose, the photographer does not have that a restricted cluster of colors to be captured. The counterstriker takes what the chance offers to him, and captures the life.