Lost in time and space, with an empty look, dreamers are neither conscious of where they are, nor of who they are. Philosophical thoughts or simple questions about their evening meal? The dreamer intrigues me and fascinates me. The bus is the dreamers’ crib, the engine’s noise cradles them and launches their absence. What are they thinking about? I observe, watch and immortalize their daydreams without them noticing it.

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