My favorite mime was a businessman running through the plaza. We saw him there every night. He was always in the same position, with a smile frozen on his face, one foot extended, one behind him, one hand extended, one carrying a briefcase. Even his jacket was rigged with wires to make it look like it was flying in the wind.
My son took this photo of my husband and me with the mime. So, how did we do? Do we make good mimes?

