crouching tiger
Beyond the sheer cuteness of the young child and the resolute insistence of his pose — I have anchored myself here — I was struck by his isolation.
I stood for some time to see if I could catch the furtive glance of the parent. The tacit acknowledgement: Yes, I see you but I, too, am lashed to place.
I surmised that parent was a nearby volunteer busker seeking contributions from pedestrians for some worthy charitable organisation.
The young lad redefined adorable and perhaps exasperation.
Love the connection between the title and the child!