You notice her sitting down on the sidewalk, fiddling with the buttons on her camera. The wind blows a few stray hairs into her face, but she doesn't seem to notice. She aims the camera upward, getting a shot of the New York skyline just as the sun sets. You realize you've been staring, but before you can look away, she catches your eye and gives you a smile. " its beautiful, isn't it?" She says wistfully. You just nod and look up at the sky. It is beautiful, yet no one seems to notice.