There is something compeling about having lunch alone. It's a meal in the quiet during the hectic part of the day. It's like a Hopper painting. These faces are not quite in focus, lending additional mystery to who these people are. The lighting is direct. They appear to be looking at each other over several booths. Are they communicating to each other? If so, what can they be saying? After all, it is lunch, alone, overlooking a busy, downtown street. And there's not really that much to say.

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