Meet Micah. 

I was walking down the street in downtown Mountain View, and next thing I know, I hear acoustic guitar and vocals streaming out of a side-alley. Turning the corner, I see Micah, singing his heart out to the fantastic acoustics of the hallway. I point to the camera with a "Can I?" look, and he nods. 

Micah's been playing since he was 12 years old. He collects donations, but works three jobs. Mostly, he says he plays because of all the people he gets to meet. People who approach him, talk and share stories. Strangers who become more than just another face. 

It was only when I turned to leave that I realized I had become just that.