I never really liked this picture because the way it intruded the privacy of a stranger. I also didn't like the feeling of humiliating others. But pictures do change over time. In this case I would say it has something to do with me forgetting the woman's face. It's just a crotch on a bus stop. But then again it's something more. This particular crotch now has me groping for words. I have always found photography to be a profoundly sad activity.