Voyeurs, exhibitionists, eccentrics and ordinary people on display for the world to view. In the warm rosy glow of a summer sunset, passersby become inadvertent witnesses into the inner lives of strangers, on show like shadow puppets. The witching hour between arriving home from work and finally seeking their beds, private lives become public in the bright aura of apartment lights. One can’t help but ask the question, do apartment dwellers not own curtains?

Photographer – Jesse Reagon