It´s the story behind the photo that counts

In a nutshell, I was prancing around on a bridge with my camera, when I noticed some intimidating looking police looking my way. After thinking I was just being paranoid, they finally walked over to me asking whether I was taking pics of them or not because it was illegal and apparently you can´t just takes shots of them standing there, they have to be doing ´something´..HA! After innocently telling them that I was doing no such thing, we left each other on good terms..I then snuck away onto a little concrete bed down the river a bit and stealthily took my shot- no cop tells me what to do! Hey, while in berlin, do as the berliners do..And I call them Gestapo, because their ´presence´ was a bit over the top, which I found out later wasn´t so unusual.