Perhaps you’ve seen him: The surly man skulking through the streets of Milwaukee. Once known as the Water Street Wolverine, he has now been dubbed simply, “The Milverine”.
If you can capture him on film, you can guarantee the pic will be a granular, blurry shot. Never make eye contact with this manbeast.
Over the course of the last year or so, I’ve been able to catch him just a handful of times. This is another look at those rare glimpses of…
The first time I captured him was also the best time. Never again would I get so close. I was brave, fearless even, inconspicuous in my driver’s seat, acting like I was playing Angry Birds. I feel even then, he KNEW.
At times you can catch a glimpse of him from our office windows. If you’re stealthy, you can get up from your desk and get him from a window. Sometimes he does a little trot-run and he’s gone in a flash. You can tell it’s the dead of winter in this shot because he’s fully dressed, but his sleeves are rolled up a little. BAD ASS.
Sometimes you get lucky and look up and he’s just RIGHT THERE. Think fast.
Other times, you miss him.
Often, in fact. He’s quick, that one.
I’ve had to become even more ninja-esque in my attempts to catch Milvy on camera. If you look VERY closely, you can see him in my rear view mirror. Warning: Objects are closer than they appear. LOOK OUT.
And then you get that special rare moment where you scream at your friend to “Pull over, quick! It’s the Milverine!” and you get a great shot from the back, WITH time and temperature as proof in the background. 69 degrees? Shirtless Milverine.
I salute you, Milverine. Your stealth is incomparable. Until we meet again, my friend.