Can I Get A Cup Of Coffee? When I walked into the Time Square’s Starbucks, what caught my eyes was more than a decorum, it was almost like it was reminding or mocking me of something. It was then I captured this and it was pure cinema in a shot. This showed me how we are equally hanging by a thread; emptied, face down, and yet clinging to the last ounce of reassurance that we are not alone. That every other person walking into this coffee shop is facing the same verge of meeting rock bottom. Emptied once again; passing through the entrance to refill life back into themselves knowing well they are incessantly bound to this perfunctory drudgery.