10 PM. Everything is super dark. A handful of joggers pass us. We’re looking for a quiet place to talk. Like myself, Desiree also works in a restaurant - and we begin to chat about our relationship to labour, wage and time. Eventually we stumble upon a vacated tennis court. We go through the unlocked gate and begin our interview, in the dark, as we share the same bench. Here, without seeing our faces, we begin to get to know each other.