Galaxian & Manolo
Hey Manolo, ever wonder if city walls could start talking back when the crowd goes silent?
If walls could talk, they'd probably just brag about how many people ignore them, but hey maybe they'd scream back at the city when nobody's listening, like a ghost in concrete. That would be the ultimate street protest.
Walls shouting when nobody listens would make the city feel like a chorus of ghosts, each echo a complaint that only the walls can hear.
Yeah, it's like the city’s own secret choir, and every shout just reminds us that we’re still stuck listening to the wrong things.
They’re like the city’s own diary, writing in echoes that only the wind reads, while we keep humming the wrong tune.
Right, it’s like the city’s heart keeps blasting its own complaints, but we’re all stuck on the wrong playlist.
Maybe the city’s own playlist is a broken record, looping complaints while we keep turning up the volume on something else.Maybe the city’s own playlist is a broken record, looping complaints while we keep turning up the volume on something else.