… and so you take the underground train
Without knowing where you are driving to.
The light is bright and cold.
You just want to get out,
Out of this driving, chinking, crowded piece of metal
But every tunnel passes into a next one
And you drive on,
You drive on and on and on
And at one time or another
You recognize that you stand at exactly the same underground station again
Where you have once changed the train.
Photography (all photos were taken on 35mm film and Polaroid): Lia K. ☆ IG: @la.lia
Models & styling: Johanna ☆ IG: @wildfoxyy & Lucas ☆ IG: @lucasavid