Yeah, I’ve already been slipping little clues into the cracks and shadows of the night, but if the city can’t find them before dawn, they’re just another ghost. The trick is to hide it in the stuff that’s already there—scraps, graffiti, the way the light hits a brick wall. If you want to read it, you’ve got to be out there at the right time, or you’ll miss the whole point. And trust me, the real secret is that you’ll never see it if you’re not looking for it.