Escalator ride.

Sometimes you see someone you just want to reach out to. This old lady had the most extraordinary violet coat (and black varnished shoes if you ask me), and wasn't able to take the escalator by herself. So I helped her out.

Going up and both lifted, the contrast between the greenish wall and the coat caught my eye. 

I asked her if I could take a picture of her hand. 

"Please. Do. Immortalise it."

Said she over her shoulder. 

A few seconds later, we arrived on top of our electrical mountain and she was gone.