Bar

Description

A night street in New York, black, glossy from the rain, full of shadows and neon lights. People flow inside the bar, where the yellow light promises warmth, laughter and the illusion that "ALL YOU NEED" is inside. In front of the entrance sits the only person who has not sold out, a wandering guitarist in a stained yellow T-shirt. He plays for himself, for the empty pavement, for the night. His guitar is the only living color in all the darkness. Behind him stretch black, elongated silhouettes, anonymous figures like shadows on the wall. No one stops. No one listens.