The indifferent streets of downtown Los Angeles serve as backdrop for a tale of a mentally unstable homeless woman, who, each day, takes up a bench in Grand Park to continue her incoherent diatribe with City Hall across the street. One day, an affluently dressed business woman takes up the bench in front her. Recognizing this woman’s sadness as her own, the homeless woman finds an unexpected connection and with it, a chance at salvation. That night, the businesswoman aches in a disconnected marriage, while on the street, the homeless woman is attacked and her possessions, stolen. The next day, the homeless woman storms into the park to resume her protest again but her fury is diffused by the arrival of the businesswoman looking shattered. Desperate to be seen, desperate to be heard, the homeless woman follows her affluent counterpart down the street, onto a bus, where she tries, once again, to speak. The businesswoman, wrapped in her own pain, and not knowing how to respond, flees the bus at the next stop, leaving the homeless woman to continue, alone, her garbled monologue.