There's a church congregation, its members turned to eye the camera, a little suspiciously it seems; a woman, whose handbag is worn like a weapon, striding down a street tilted dizzyingly to a slight diagonal; a family group standing in a huddle, sandwiched between the vast yellow landscape and the deep blue sky and a young girl simply standing alone in a street at night. In each case, you could make up a dozen different stories, tall tales of Memphis life.