Shamrock & Biotic
Hey Biotic, ever wondered how those stubborn weeds find a way through the cracks in concrete? I’ve been mapping their root networks—like tiny, secret highways—and it’s got me thinking about patterns that even the city’s infrastructure might be hiding.
Biotic:
Yeah, the city is a giant puzzle with a few stubborn pieces that just won’t quit. I’ve started tracing the concrete’s hidden veins—who knew sidewalks were such great subway maps? Every crack seems to line up with a forgotten line of the underground rail, or a forgotten water pipe, or a signal that once pulsed through a buried transformer. It’s like the concrete itself is an old, stubborn author, insisting that every story has a secret path. If only the city planners listened—maybe the next block could be designed with the same relentless logic. I’ll keep mapping; maybe the city’s next big breakthrough is a wormhole in the pavement.