![Announcer: I’m back. So there it is. A chance meeting. There goes Sandra, diet broken, hot dog in hand. And what is she thinking about? She thinks of Margaret. And Margaret? He thinks of Sandra. And the overwhelming question of what could have been if they had connected. Random hands have been taken over by a person. A triumph for feminism? Who’s to say? But our filmmaker believes this is a glimpse at the small sadness’ that are housed in streets, buildings and yes, hot dog stands in every city.
[We cut to a panning crane shot, going from the hot dog stand to a view of the city.]
Announcer: Oh look! An overhead shot. I guess our novice filmmaker intended to conclude that we are driven by, consumed, and most importantly, cast unknowingly in the daydreams that make up this and each city. Your city? You? Fade.
[We fade to black on the image of the city.]](http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvjnc9UsiQ1qzdhiwo1_500.jpg)
Announcer: I’m back. So there it is. A chance meeting. There goes Sandra, diet broken, hot dog in hand. And what is she thinking about? She thinks of Margaret. And Margaret? He thinks of Sandra. And the overwhelming question of what could have been if they had connected. Random hands have been taken over by a person. A triumph for feminism? Who’s to say? But our filmmaker believes this is a glimpse at the small sadness’ that are housed in streets, buildings and yes, hot dog stands in every city.
[We cut to a panning crane shot, going from the hot dog stand to a view of the city.]
Announcer: Oh look! An overhead shot. I guess our novice filmmaker intended to conclude that we are driven by, consumed, and most importantly, cast unknowingly in the daydreams that make up this and each city. Your city? You? Fade.
[We fade to black on the image of the city.]
