In front of a red brick wall, Jonathan (in a Space Cadet t-shirt) texts while holding a go-cup of coffee in the Augie's alleyway.
Jackie with sunglasses, drinking coffee in the Augie's alleyway. Behind her is a red brick wall and a window with iron bars over it.
Between—beyond—anguish and self-satisfaction, we wander, we detour, we desire. Our dis/orientations have taken us into side streets and back alleys, taking the long way home to never perhaps return again . . .
back home forward