Whilst driving through La Reforma, ones’ eyes wanders through the many intricate happenings on the street. One can only begin to ponder what this couple was doing, or thinking. Sitting still and quiet on the bench of Mexico, eyes locked deep into the cracks of the concrete. Fidgeting feet to subdue the urge of doing something. Something in their minds as no ones’ mouths move. silently they sit and ponder. Contemplating what exactly?