"There are four spaces being occupied. Only one touches the ground and only one is looking at the other three. From an elevated view, Hayward’s gaze is that of the voyeur. The night exposes interior scenes that, relative to the passing figures in the alley below, absurdly deliver aerobic routines on garish carpet to only the tune of background traffic. Beneath them another’s feet move out of time with their own and neither can see one another. Nor the lady in red, or the motorcyclist. Everyone is moving and the camera is breathing with them."