Animation, Documentary
22 Episodes
In the underground hum, everyone’s talking — inside their heads, under their breath, into phones that cut out halfway through. Thoughts collide and vanish as doors open and close: tiny flashes of humour, fear, boredom, and hope. It’s a moving portrait of the city’s secret language — the one spoken only between stops. Thoughts spill out — strange, funny, honest. And for a few stations, everyone is the main character.
1 min. 1 sec.
In the underground hum, everyone’s talking — inside their heads, under their breath, into phones that cut out halfway through. Thoughts collide and vanish as doors open and close: tiny flashes of humour, fear, boredom, and hope. It’s a moving portrait of the city’s secret language — the one spoken only between stops. Thoughts spill out — strange, funny, honest. And for a few stations, everyone is the main character.
1 min. 13 sec.
In the underground hum, everyone’s talking — inside their heads, under their breath, into phones that cut out halfway through. Thoughts collide and vanish as doors open and close: tiny flashes of humour, fear, boredom, and hope. It’s a moving portrait of the city’s secret language — the one spoken only between stops. Thoughts spill out — strange, funny, honest. And for a few stations, everyone is the main character.
1 min. 18 sec.
In the underground hum, everyone’s talking — inside their heads, under their breath, into phones that cut out halfway through. Thoughts collide and vanish as doors open and close: tiny flashes of humour, fear, boredom, and hope. It’s a moving portrait of the city’s secret language — the one spoken only between stops. Thoughts spill out — strange, funny, honest. And for a few stations, everyone is the main character.
1 min. 29 sec.
In the underground hum, everyone’s talking — inside their heads, under their breath, into phones that cut out halfway through. Thoughts collide and vanish as doors open and close: tiny flashes of humour, fear, boredom, and hope. It’s a moving portrait of the city’s secret language — the one spoken only between stops. Thoughts spill out — strange, funny, honest. And for a few stations, everyone is the main character.
1 min. 24 sec.
In the underground hum, everyone’s talking — inside their heads, under their breath, into phones that cut out halfway through. Thoughts collide and vanish as doors open and close: tiny flashes of humour, fear, boredom, and hope. It’s a moving portrait of the city’s secret language — the one spoken only between stops. Thoughts spill out — strange, funny, honest. And for a few stations, everyone is the main character.
1 min. 39 sec.
In the underground hum, everyone’s talking — inside their heads, under their breath, into phones that cut out halfway through. Thoughts collide and vanish as doors open and close: tiny flashes of humour, fear, boredom, and hope. It’s a moving portrait of the city’s secret language — the one spoken only between stops. Thoughts spill out — strange, funny, honest. And for a few stations, everyone is the main character.
1 min. 38 sec.
In the underground hum, everyone’s talking — inside their heads, under their breath, into phones that cut out halfway through. Thoughts collide and vanish as doors open and close: tiny flashes of humour, fear, boredom, and hope. It’s a moving portrait of the city’s secret language — the one spoken only between stops. Thoughts spill out — strange, funny, honest. And for a few stations, everyone is the main character.
1 min. 53 sec.
In the underground hum, everyone’s talking — inside their heads, under their breath, into phones that cut out halfway through. Thoughts collide and vanish as doors open and close: tiny flashes of humour, fear, boredom, and hope. It’s a moving portrait of the city’s secret language — the one spoken only between stops. Thoughts spill out — strange, funny, honest. And for a few stations, everyone is the main character.
1 min. 51 sec.
In the underground hum, everyone’s talking — inside their heads, under their breath, into phones that cut out halfway through. Thoughts collide and vanish as doors open and close: tiny flashes of humour, fear, boredom, and hope. It’s a moving portrait of the city’s secret language — the one spoken only between stops. Thoughts spill out — strange, funny, honest. And for a few stations, everyone is the main character.
2 min. 17 sec.
In the underground hum, everyone’s talking — inside their heads, under their breath, into phones that cut out halfway through. Thoughts collide and vanish as doors open and close: tiny flashes of humour, fear, boredom, and hope. It’s a moving portrait of the city’s secret language — the one spoken only between stops. Thoughts spill out — strange, funny, honest. And for a few stations, everyone is the main character.
