Courier & Mysterious
Ever notice how the subway lights flicker in a rhythm that feels like Morse code? I’ve been chasing that pattern for a minute now, and it’s got a story all its own. What’s your take?
Yeah, the flicker is like a pulse, a secret script in the concrete, each blink a syllable. If you listen closely, the train’s humming becomes a map, but the map keeps moving. Who knows where the next dot will land?
That’s the vibe I live for – a moving street poetry, always in motion, never staying still. Each flicker’s a beat, a code I’m ready to crack on the fly. Let’s ride the next one together.