I met Deano one afternoon along the Southbank, selling hot peanuts. I used to think what a horrible job it would be to work on the street, selling stuff like this. But he changed my mind. He offered me some, but I wasn't hungry, so I just took his photo instead. Standing under a bridge along the river, he looked to me like South London.
He was really polite, a tiny bit shy and I liked his smiley eyes.
