Photographic publication reflecting a field trip to Folkestone. While town is full with youth and lively colors with its tiny shops filled with adventurous furniture, the beach invites to the different parallel leaving no trace of Folkestone we have seen. The only glimpse of the world left behind is people passing by. The way they move draws the narrative of the invisible wind in a still frame. Once so empty, so silent, and deadly still, the shore imbues itself with ever-changing meaning of life. We kept on photographing the same frame for several hours that each time turned its emptiness into meaningful stories.