After crossing Järvafältet I came to Husby Centrum, the central square in Husby. I was born here, grew up here and lived here for 27 years. Someone with a bluetooth headset who claims to be from the local business association[a] asks me what I'm doing there and tells me I need a permit to take photos. I tell him I'm here to see my mom and that my understanding is that while standing on a public street, I can take photos of anything I like that isn't designated a specially protected object[b], such as a military installation. In that case, there would be signs all over telling me that I wasn't allowed to take pictures. The man with the headset suddenly had no idea about what rules, or laws, or anything we were operating under, so we split, agreeing to disagree.
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