Neo Noir New York: Silent Solitude

One step never seems very far. It isn't until we're miles away from where we began that we can look back and understand how these distances break down. Life is a beautiful, broken thing; and golden light shines through its cracks, a fractal web of serendipity with roots deep in our past. A missed step can bring us love, or steal it out from under us- truth is, we'll never know which; there is nothing etched in stone. When you miss a train, or run back up the steps to grab your headphones, time will shift the world you walk through and change your life forever.