Morning peak hour, vehicles are bumper to bumper crawling along at a snail’s pace. In the midst of traffic, a lone figure sits upright in the driver’s seat of his car. Beside him, a truck honks in frustration at the slowing traffic, cutting off a merging SUV in the process. The truck driver sighs to himself. He slowly rolls down the window to flick his cigarette and glances upon the lone figure in the car. The car windows are up but the car driver’s mouth is visibly moving. His facial features appear locked in pain… Meanwhile inside the car. Music is playing on the car speakers. A sound, likened to the famed…
