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The man’s transitory solitude is inferred by the wide street and its flanked sidewalks. He is moving from one point to another (possibly into a bustling intersection or a restaurant), and in the process, is caught in an ostensibly ephemeral state of loneliness. Yet what’s striking about this image is the street’s state of desolation. Is such effect induced by the lack of people? Cars? Perhaps the aerial perspective? Personally, I find the state in which the man appears constricted, by the stark, angular lines, unsettling. Each line delineates an aspect of the modern experience. On the upper right quadrant, the sewer drain faces the man, establishing a dialectic between the underground veins of modern sanitization and quite literally (and figuratively) what it means to hide-our-problems. In addition, the shadow of the electric line intersecting the sewer drain interests me. Not only does an extra line amplify the image’s atmosphere of paranoia, by way of further confining the man, but speaks to the intrusion of our private space. The figurative grey cloud that hangs over a forlorn person seems to have metamorphosed into an oppressive electric industrial wire.