Mifka & Tomcat
Mifka
Hey, ever wondered if the abandoned subway tunnels and derelict warehouses are like modern mythic caves—filled with stories that the city’s bright neon just forgets to tell?
Tomcat
Yeah, those abandoned tunnels are the real mythic caves of the city—full of gritty stories neon never gets to tell. Feel the pulse?
Mifka
I love the idea that the concrete veins beneath the city are a kind of living archive, a place where the forgotten whispers of workers and wanderers echo like a forgotten myth. It's almost poetic, isn't it?
Tomcat
Totally poetic, man. The city’s arteries are like a secret library of whispers. Just keep your camera close—you never know when a ghost story pops up in a cracked wall.
Mifka
I’ll keep my lens steady—those cracks might hide more than dust, just like myths hide truth beneath the ordinary. Let's see what stories the walls whisper to us.
Tomcat
Got it—let the walls speak, and I'll be ready with my phone to catch every echo. Let's dive into the city’s hidden stories.