The underpass provides temporary shelter when it is raining, but that shelter ends where the steps begin. I photographed a number of people silhouetted against the open end of this underpass bearing umbrellas, and this image was the most expressive of them, primarily because my slow 1/15th of a second shutter speed has blurred the subject and created a sense of urgency. The walls lining the stairs of the underpass bear the pasted remnants of handbills that have been partially scraped away. The resulting colors, particularly in the rain, turn the wall into a random work of abstract art.