Over the weekend I shot a little baton twirling competition, featuring high school and college twirlers from around the state. It was one of those assignments where as soon as I walked in, I wanted to walk back out. Not because it wasn't visually interesting, but because I felt so far out of my element I wouldn't know how to relate to any of these people. They were all super nice, though. After some uncomfortable staring and probably some odd facial expressions, I began to make photos I liked.
And I only got hit with a baton once. Don't worry, it only hit the camera.
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