The screen comes up dark and as it lightens it shows black and white. A man wanders through a crowded street. This street is lit up only vaguely showing his features. His hair hangs limply in a low ponytail. His shirt clings to his physical features, his face hidden by the contrast of bright lights and a black and white recording.
This man strides without purpose or worry. He passes through the throngs of people like a wraith amongst the dead. He looks towards the camera, and the weight of his stare weighs the viewers to their seats.
He shows a man a piece rectangular paper; a ticket for a show. He continues passing through the crowds up to an arena.
He finds a seat, and ironically the rest of the row is empty. There is no one with this man, no one to enjoy the show, and no one to hold him back.
This man is forsaken.
Subject: A silent promo first show 
Fri Apr 01, 2011 4:13 pm
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