Continuing in a long line of 'why can't I see your face' self-portraits . . .I'd arrived early for a meeting downtown, and after being scolded fortaking pictures in the city parking garage without permission (which isapparently against some rule, which made me the worst man on earth), I wentwandering around some of the back streets. I spotted this giant fisheye mirror which is used to look both ways downthe blind alley. Zoom, focus, beep!