The precise red line of a laser cutting a swathe through the drifting fog and generated noise. Eyes up front/eyes out front. A fixed grin/grinding teeth…a contstant stream of coming and going. Dark forces within…an intervention from the men in black dispensing grim wisdom to ‘walk’ (with a firm hand) for those deemed unsuitable for further hedonism. Business and pleasure and mind your own business. Everyone is doing their own (creative) thing in Babylon.