Hey Durachok, imagine the city had a mood swing like a DJ remix—what’s the first weird track you’d spin to make the whole block groove?

Yo, that would be the most absurd jam session the city’s ever seen—imagine the honk‑to‑kazoo rhythm echoing down the alley while the drivers keep swerving like they’re in a traffic ballet, and the street vendors start doing the kazoo‑dance to keep the vibe alive. It’d be chaos, but the kind of chaos that makes you grin and shake your head in disbelief, like a city’s own street concert.