A man stands alone, his face obscured by his hand as he takes a long drag from his cigarette. The sky, an otherworldly pallid orange, is the strange hue of the smoke that blanketed North America this past summer from the unprecedented rash of wildfires across the Canadian wilderness. The smoke from his cigarettes mingles with that of the sky as he stares into the distance listlessly. He is us, watching from the sidelines as the world around us burns.