People share their thoughts as they sit and watch the world go by in England's second city, Birmingham.
At 7.30am worshiper Judith Piggott is seated at her 'Island of Prayer' for the early morning Communion Service at Birmingham Cathedral.
For the past 20 years she has taken the end seat, second row in.
Only one or two people usually attend, reflective and peaceful they start their day.
Then, the voices of the traders from the whole sale market as they take their seats at Happy Dan's market café.
Carl and Frank have visited the same seats here, every day, for thirty years.
It's their office, it's their moment's meditation, and it's the best breakfast in town.
At lunch time the Bullring shopping centre heaves with visitors, a few take a moment to sit down and gossip.
From the landmark Rotunda Offices, workers look down across the city and its changing skyline.
For others it's time to escape their seats to retreat into the Birmingham Gallery where they sit and observe their favourite image, letting their minds wonder a million miles from work.
By evening, long term job seeker and cat lover Gwen is taking her seat at the City Mission Hostel ready for her evening meal.
She's hoping to find work soon in the postal sorting office or as a Father Christmas, she's applying for everything, she's desperate to work after being made redundant from the factory where she was employed for 43 years.
Across town, the city workers are taking up their seats in their regular bar, the same faces and the same chat every night.
The bar man knows them all by name.