The shadow. What it is? The dark reflections not always visible to others and shrouded in an areola of mystery.
Perfectly symmetrical train rails and trees look at their fake reflection. Just like us: we hide our shadows and mistakes and turn into a 3D animated heroes – plastic, sleek, heartless.
When I was a child, I liked to imagine all kinds of animals and things looking at the shadows on the walls.
© Fortune, 2009
Is life a train to nowhere?