D300 - 50mm, 1/100 sec f/4.0, ISO 500
We eat with greedy eyes, talking business of some sort, tossing jokes to avoid thinking... and I feel so detached. The scene is frozen, suspended, I'm not listening anymore. I see golems shaped by a wicked ego. Alive, apparently, but no one cares. Sugar coated ideas are slipped in between bites... we so look like a bunch of good friends. The glasses are empty but no one cares.