A story I've never told anyone is that I shook hands with Kanye. He came to Jamaica and the night he was leaving we dabbed each other as he was exiting. Throughout his performance I had been taking shots of him and every time it felt like he could spot me in the crowd and he looked straight in the lens. I'll never forget it. Here's a bit from that experience. 
I'm grateful to have witnessed something like this. It was inspirational beyond most things I've had the joy of being a part of. 

I sometimes think about how it would feel to have hands lain on me. To be prayed for and prayed over. An immeasurable kindness.
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