Vain + Alone in Denver Intl. Airport.
Actually, a packed terminal. I must have looked like I had OCD, walking the same triangle: phone to window right; to window left; to phone; to window right; to window left…
I think my favourite part of this image is the desolation of what lay outside the window. It speaks to me like only desolation can. It seems like an inconsolable world out there, but the dude with the guitar strapped to his back is somehow of it while the gent on the left has turned his back on it.
Hwas nice enough to stay for the whole thing, though.