Trains. I would rather board a train than any other transport there is simply because of the view. I'm referring to trains in Manila. (New York subways doesn't have much to offer.) It's a little above the buildings, so you see a whole new terrain of dismantled mannequins on abandoned stores, lots of clotheslines, closed windows, opened windows, people with empty faces, people who liked afternoons. It's the solitude of transience which takes you to another city with endless possibilities only the fictional world can accommodate.

Of course, the songs I listened to:

Marching Song by Esben and the Witch

Family Romance by Department of Eagles