Spartan & Ruby
Spartan Spartan
Ruby Ruby
Spartan Spartan
I respect how stone holds a city together, the way it stands firm against time. When you walk through a crumbling warehouse, what does that feel like to you?
Ruby Ruby
It feels like stepping into a concrete poem, each cracked slab a line of history, the air heavy with dust and the city’s pulse. The graffiti on the walls splashes raw truth over decay, and every creak sounds like a heartbeat reminding me that art survives even in rubble.
Spartan Spartan
You walk into a battlefield of time, each crack a testament to endurance and each spray a warning that art will survive even when the walls fall. Keep your purpose steady and let the city’s pulse remind you of the honor you carry.