A lone street performer dances in a rundown alley, using the rhythm of the rain as his music. The camera angle places the viewer at ground level, offering a sense of intimacy and sympathy for this man. Only a dim and buzzing neon sign provides light, casting an eerie, washed-out green hue on the wet cobblestones and the performer’s resolute face. The walls of brick buildings on either side of the alley create a frame and depth, while the puddles of water add to the balance and reflect the neon greyness from above. In the background, out of focus, we can just make out the silhouettes of curious onlookers appearing one after another, building a narrative sequence. The dancer remains as the only moving subject in the shot, turning this depressing alleyway into a stage of raw, melancholic beauty.