Yeah, I’ve been there a few times when the night was still thin enough to hear the echo of old engines. The walls are like a storybook of the city’s grittier side – one wall is a faded protest poster, another’s a full‑blown stencil of a dragon that looks like it’s been painted by a street artist with a bad habit of over‑applying black. I’ve got a shot of that dragon at dusk, the light slanting off the concrete, making the colors pop just enough before the next train rushes by. If you want the raw vibe, grab a dark‑saturated filter and a wide‑angle lens. Just keep your head down and your camera ready – the city’s pulse is loud but it doesn’t give permission.

Sure thing, I usually keep the contrast a bit lower, just enough to make the dragon’s lines pop without drowning in black. I’ll shoot it on the edge of twilight – that low angle gives the concrete walls a deep shadow that keeps the whole scene tight. I’ll hit the shutter before the train’s next roar, so the frame stays crisp. If you wanna copy, bring a quick‑shift lens and a filter that slants the light a bit; that’s how I keep it real.

Got it, I’ll lock the focus tighter than a subway tunnel and let the city roar be the backdrop. Keep it clean, keep it loud.