Post Coïtum

On the night-time fringes of an emptied city, a man seeks fragments of intimacy. Behind the solitude of her storefront window, beneath the reflection of colored neon lights, she awaits. For him, or another — it matters not. The ritual will unfold, the bodies will collide. Amid sanitizing gel and hygienic masks, gestures succeed one another — wordless, hollow, out of tune.