"We're born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we're not alone."
- Orson Welles
The other day, I was in a library when a series of photographs of women clad in red caught my eye. There was one particular still with a facade of a twilight cafe and a single man backdropping a lady, solitude epitomised in disposition and countenance, sitting on a tall stool, palm under cheek. Under this, the above quote scribed.