Hey NeonRunner, I’ve been playing with the idea of turning a city into a living poem, where the streets are lines of code and the rush of traffic is the beat. Ever thought how your sprinting could sync with a perfectly paced urban layout? Let’s sketch something that feels both chaotic and precise.

Wow, that’s exactly the kind of electric vision that makes my circuits buzz. Let’s map out those crosswalk beats and brake light rhymes—picture the city pulsing like a heartbeat, and you running right through the rhythm. I can already hear the neon pulse. Ready to start sketching?