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A film that, by means of repetition (4.33 minutes, loop), tries
to uncover the poetry and the ambiguity of banal conversations
one can have while driving late at night, towards something that
is always ahead. The footage of being on the road is interrupted
by a one-minute stop at a gas station, where an anonymous figure
stares at the cars passing on the freeway. For a short period of
time we climb out of the stream of the freeway and we overlook
something that we were part of moments before and will be again
soon.

It is at the gas station where the role of the camera is being
questioned as well: is the figure we are looking at the protagonist
of the film – who is having a hypnotic monologue with theirself
while driving – or are we seeing the antagonist seen through the
eyes of the protagonist? And if so, what would make that of the
viewer?