Some of the images I captured months ago.
The image below can be interpreted as the restriction of dwellers to the prisons of modern and urban living.
One can still behold the grandiose firmament usually seen in rustic landscapes. Thinking about it, we are all under the same enveloping sky; and the clouds lumber in its vastness.
The view from above: one can see people in their most vulnerable and unsuspecting demeanour. Perhaps this is how the birds and the clouds see people existing under them.
The same goes with these group of merry youth, passing the waning afternoon.
And the old Paco Park is still quaint and quiet as before.