Back, face not seen, his leg to his upper torso only shown, a denial of his humanity for the collective good of the world. His hands' burden with work. He is a slave to the corporate gods, forever in their debt but what is he to do, but to suffer from his own hands. Does he know he has no choice but to work, however, he is blinded by temporary pleasures. His world is gritty, simply black and white.
