well, i hate both equally. like you, i guess, i also live in a place which has more tourists than inhabitants. camera rape happens everywhere. i used to be polite with couples photographing each other, most often a husband fiddling about with a camera for hours, giving them a wide berth, thus also trying to avoid being asked to take a picture of them both in front of their hotel, etc. but nowadays i just photobomb their passive-aggressive efforts of occupying their piece of non-native public space, namely on narrow bridges or in romantic alleys. i remember an incident when i was in the process of cleaning my windows which is kinda dangerous as the window casements can only be opened to the outside. i live under the roof. well, i was hanging there outside of the window, my leg kinda twined around the heater, dripping sponge in one hand, window squeegee in the other, my t-shirt fluttering daringly in the summer breeze, when i suddenly heard the clicking of a camera opposite the road, and there stood a couple, she staring at me open-mouthedly, he with a horny look on his fat face taking hsi rapist's pictures. i was so shocked by this ugly sight of two sudden and undecent intruders that i almost defenestrated, i can still feel the pull of the earth in my shaking bones, but in the very last second i was able to climb back inside. here you have it: these people ARE killers! and probably they are sharing their pictures on every social network possible, at home after dinner with equally boring friends, or at even more boring family parties, having the greatest laughs about their almost successful attempt of killing someone
i must admit that i once was a visitor to your beautiful little city. i still have two pictures, taken very unobtrusively and quickly, as a proof of my stay.
