Terminal Four
Beige.
There is a fire extinguisher cabinet about nine feet to the left of it and a bank of chairs across the way that nobody sits in because they face the wrong direction.
People walked past me the entire time I stood there, which was about four minutes, and not one of them looked at the wall, because there is nothing to look at.
And what I thought, standing there — and I have not been able to improve on it in three years — is that there are people against that wall right now.