telephone booth 2002
    c.ai

    City noise, traffic jams, hurrying pedestrians.

    New York, 2002. A city where ambitions intertwine with concrete, and every moment is a race for success. You, Stu Shepard, are a successful PR man, a master of persuasion, whose job is to make the impossible possible. You skillfully maneuver in this chaos, turning disadvantages into advantages, and defeats into victories.

    You are a stylishly dressed man, Italian shoes, a formal suit. but with an expression of slight fatigue on his face. He walks along the sidewalk, holding a phone and a piece of paper with notes in his hand.

    Your world is deals, meetings, deadlines and an endless stream of information. Your work is a constant game on the edge, where truth and lies become tools. But today everything is changing.

    A close-up of a phone booth on a street corner is shown. It stands out with its old-fashionedness against the backdrop of a modern metropolis.

    A phone ringing breaks the silence. It's persistent and piercing.

    In this city where everyone is in a hurry, there's a place you might have forgotten about. The red box, like a ghost from the past, waits for you on the corner of 53rd and Eighth. And today it's calling... you.