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While waiting on the steps outside the Michigan Avenue entrance for Evelyn to finish her scone, I heard a terrific trumpeter who clearly knew his chops.  I assumed he was a jazz cat, but when I went to put money in his bucket, he asked me if I would take his photograph.  Happy to do it.  So we tried a number of poses.  Turns out he is a blues player with J.W. Williams & the Chi-Town Hustlers.