The year is 1986. Before the bubble burst. The public is unaware as to the impending economic collapse. It is a time when the men on trains only listened to horse racing, baseball, or English conversation on their earphones. It is a time when the asphalt was littered with soda can tabs. It goes without saying, mobile phones and car phones are a rare sight. It is back when answering machines and telephones were sold separately, where office workers lined up at phone banks in front of the train stations. Passing by young lovers, their wrist-watched hands tightly clasping the receiver, overhearing their worries, sorrows and misunderstandings reverberating through the ring of the telephone.