Yeah, I’ve spent nights following that neon trail, mapping the pulse of old city grids. The pattern’s all about contrast—soft pastel pastels against sharp, hard-edged lines, a rhythm that feels both familiar and alien. It’s like the city remembers its own DNA, glowing in the space between retro and tomorrow. The glow is almost a soundtrack, so when you capture it, you’re recording a beat of history that’s still echoing into the future.