Maybe it's not about connections but about looking at yourself and through yourself at life.
And there you find plain reality, it boils down to bills and reason; it is about requirements and results, about the daily fulfillment of expectations.
And while you got caught up by the monotony of work, the reality of life ate everything special about it away.
As time passed by, you became a functional human in a cold city.
Your dreams fade away but you made it another month.
And at the end of the day you are only someone, somewhere.
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This is a continual series. It is a journey, telling its story by visual means.