Concrete sidewalks are lined with shops. Neon lights flash in windows. Shop merchants sell what every you can afford. Music blares out from back alley clubs and people drift in and out looking for a good time. Girls stand on the boulevard and wave at passing cars, they offer a remedy for their loneliness for a price. The soul of the city beats slowly, and people blend into the background. Images are lost as night becomes day. The shadows cast in neon are replaced by the sun shining off of towers of glass and steel. The mirrored surfaces shield the people who sit high above the concrete sidewalks from the truth of life below. Like a thousand dots people rush about trying to make a living, hustling for the coin of the realm. Then the sun arch back towards the west and shadows fall again. The landscape transforms back into it's previous form. Renewing the urban life of those who call the city home.