Yo, ever watched a guy who fixes streetlights after the city’s gone to sleep? Or a woman handing out coffee to rush‑hour commuters, humming a tune she’s never recorded? I swear there’s a bass line in that routine, a chord progression hidden in the hum of fluorescent bulbs. What if we made a song about those unsung heroes? Or maybe you’re thinking a film that pulls back the curtain on the city’s heartbeat? I’d love to hear your take on the real rhythm behind the noise.