PEOPLE BENEATH THE NEON
In the drowned glow of late-stage modernity, every street becomes a psychological landscape.
Workers, drifters, operators, lovers, failures, insomniacs — all moving through the same illuminated rain while carrying private collapses nobody can see. These images document the emotional residue of technological civilization: longing, fatigue, humor, alienation, and the quiet persistence of human interiority beneath the machine.
Not every transmission is meant to save you. Some are only meant to remind you that someone else was here.
