You’d be forgiven for mistaking the experience of dark, scented runways and mysterious, otherworldly bodies at Fashion Week for something akin to rapture. Indeed, only the truly devout could cope with so many sleepless nights and so much self-inflicted torture of the feet (albeit in divine shoes). The Cut’s photographer Landon Nordeman spent this past week all over town, documenting the the loneliness, the fury, and the sexy surreality of a typical Fashion Week. Click through for his last set of images. It’s a fitting spiritual ending to a week that demands so much of its disciples.