Triplex
In the middle of the gray multitude of the subway, an impossible figure to ignore stands out: an imposing, muscular being, wearing dark clothes, with three heads that shine like a human traffic light. Green, yellow and red sparkle in synchrony, as if they say the invisible rhythm of the city - stop, wait, follow. Among the hasty eyes and distracted bodies, he remains firm, silent, as an anonymous guardian who carries in himself the strange mixture of order and mystery.
About Triplex
In the middle of the gray multitude of the subway, an impossible figure to ignore stands out: an imposing, muscular being, wearing dark clothes, with three heads that shine like a human traffic light. Green, yellow and red sparkle in synchrony, as if they say the invisible rhythm of the city - stop, wait, follow. Among the hasty eyes and distrac...Read more