Olya & CobaltShade
I was just walking by the old rail yard and spotted a sealed tunnel entrance. The paint on it looks like layers of time, like an archaeological dig but in the city. Thought you’d appreciate the chance to catalog those spray‑can drips and maybe uncover a story buried in the walls. Interested?
Wow, a tunnel in the rail yard? That’s a goldmine for me. I’ll bring my notebook, some tape, and a camera to document every drip and scar. If there’s a story hiding in those layers, I’ll dig it out and make it part of my collection. Lead the way!
Sounds good, meet me at the south side of the yard around 4 p.m. Bring a flashlight and a sturdy pair of boots—this place can be slippery. Keep that notebook handy; the layers often tell the story before you do. Let's see what secrets the wall's been hiding.
Got it, I’ll be there with a flashlight, boots, and my notebook. I’ll try not to forget where I parked, but if I do, I’ll find a new corner to catalog anyway. See you at four.
Got it, keep an eye on the old freight cars—they’re the only landmarks left. See you at four, flashlight ready. We'll find whatever's been hiding there and put it on the map.