Spent most of the acceptance trying for the Polaroid in the previous post. The remainder of the photos are split between standard, tight shots of Obama and the crowd behind me watching. Both my knees ended up pretty swollen at the end of the day after hiding from the Fire Marshall who was busy kicking press out of the aisles and into the distant stadium --not good for shooting Polaroid (they don't make long lenses for those things). Ended up crouching inside of a crowd of friendly delegates for two hours until the start of the speech when it was easier to sneak back out and down to the stage. These silly games we play with each other.
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