Steal Your Soul

If you’re bored, then spend one day at the horse races. I’m a hungry reader of Bukowski, but I never dared to enter his realm, not until last year. Part of the fun was talking to the people; I think I’ve chatted with almost everyone present in this picture. The guy who explained me how to read the horse race mag, the guy who explained me how to place a bet, the guys who gave me a “sure hint” on a horse that arrived last, the whiskey and beer bottles hidden in brown paper bags, and the general euphoria on the final rush: everyone standing and screaming like hell.

Now, really, it’s not about the photos: it’s about being there.

Horse Races, Santiago, Chile - silver gelatin print