I couldn't walk past. I could hear laughter from what I could only imagine were his friends as he sang in the same microphone as the old Caribbean busker. When I glanced away from the duo over to the crowd I realised they weren't laughing anymore, their laughter turned to awe. Their friend (if he was their friend) was an incredible singer. I stood and waited until he snag two more songs. I couldn't resist asking if I could take his portrait.