Always moving, never still. We are a society on the move. How many terminals will we pass through in our lifetimes? Planes, trains, boats, subways, all vehicles to somewhere, all built in the quest to remove us from the nowhere, from isolation, from obscurity. And so, as we scale the thoroughfares, would we be prompted to stop and look around us to the expanse of the thoroughfare itself. On our way to somewhere, would we encounter the gift of some place, this place.