As an opportunistic as opposed to planned-photo-shoot photographer, I take what I can get.
On this day, waiting for my ride home, what I got was distorted reflections, the likes of which I don’t usually see outside fun-house images in movies.
There’s a good explanation for why these reflections looked like this in what I assume are reasonably flat windows, an explanation grounded in the science of optics. I just don’t happen to know what it is.
But I can still enjoy the result.