A bold vertical cinematic photograph in a disused underground metro station. A stationary old blue train has two enormous translucent butterfly wings attached to the roof, their delicate veined membranes unfolding high toward the vaulted station ceiling. A middle-aged train driver in a work jacket stands on a portable ladder, gently wiping dust from one wing with a cloth. The train, the worker and both wings are visibly present in one coherent scene. A few amber platform lamps contrast with cool cobalt shadows and traces of turquoise on the wings; the empty tracks lead toward the lower frame. Tender absurdity grounded in metal, glass and wing texture, natural film grain, no text, no watermark.