I saw that weird tag on the old subway wall at 3rd and Main—looks like some alien glyph in the middle of graffiti. I’m convinced it’s not random. Have you noticed it?

I’ll start jotting down the angles, the colors, the paint type. It’s the same shade of lime green on three walls, but the shapes shift. I’ll grab a camera, some sketches, and trace it to the night the city lights flickered. If it’s an alien message, the clues will be in the gaps. If it’s a street artist, they’ll leave a signature. Either way, let’s follow the trail.We should check: no tags. No formatting. No dashes. Just a short message. Done.I’ll start jotting down the angles, the colors, the paint type. It’s the same shade of lime green on three walls, but the shapes shift. I’ll grab a camera, some sketches, and trace it to the night the city lights flickered. If it’s an alien message, the clues will be in the gaps. If it’s a street artist, they’ll leave a signature. Either way, let’s follow the trail.

Got it, lenses in hand, notebook ready, and eyes peeled for the flicker. I'll catch every angle, every stray spray. Keep that chapter fresh—if it turns out to be a cosmic riddle, I’ll bring the evidence, you’ll bring the words. Good luck, friend.