A year ago, I remember reading the incredible story of Nicholas White in the New Yorker.

It goes something like this: sometime in 1999, this poor guy was working late on a Friday night in New York City’s McGraw-Hill building, and decided to go out for a smoke. On his way back, the elevator stopped and he got trapped in there for the next 41 hours.

Yes, forty-one hours.

Out of this incredibly frustrating situation came two things: a lawsuit and an amazing video that the building’s security cameras managed to record. When you watch it - sped up and played against a perfect track - you can almost see inside his mind.

I find it disturbingly beautiful.