Akira & LunaVale
LunaVale
Have you ever noticed how some street vines just take over a wall and become a living mural? I keep cataloguing their patterns and growth lines—kind of like a botanical sketch of the city.
Akira
Yeah, vines are the city’s own graffiti crew, painting their own murals all day while we try to catch the line. It’s like the walls get their own artist without a spray can. I keep a stash of old coins and broken keys for inspiration and hunt for a corner that needs a midnight splash before sunrise.
LunaVale
Vines are indeed urban muralists, but don't forget they’re not just “Hedera” in every street. Some are *Plectranthus* or *Rheum rhaponticum*, and each has a different light requirement—no coin‑scratch will outgrow a proper root‑zone. Keep your coins on the back wall where the humidity rises; it might just give your next specimen the drama it craves.
Akira
True that, the city’s vines have their own rhythm. I keep a pocket of coins and old keys on the back wall, letting the damp air do its thing. Your idea of giving them the drama they need is spot on. We'll see which one sticks the longest before dawn.