A golden sunset marks the end of another working day in a big city. One more trainload of overworked, underpaid humanity is redistributed back to their nests. Just beneath this frequent urban scene, a Telecom billboard reminds us we should talk to each other and I presume, suggests the way how to.
Does the all-together-but-still-alone lifestyle scream some irony here?
Thank you civilization, thank you for the gift of communications.