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2024 April #003. The city never truly sleeps, not in the traditional sense. Its consciousness merely shifts, wandering through cycles of vivid clarity and hazy dreams. The streets of the urban labyrinth, veins filled with the lifeblood of relentless activity, begin to exhale the day's frenzy as dusk falls. It's amidst this transformation that the neon begins to whisper.

Alex strolled down the boulevard, as the first hints of the synthetic auroras flickered to life. The streetlights, elders of the cityscape, bore witness to his nightly pilgrimage. Their amber eyes reflected in the puddles left by the afternoon rain, pools of captured sky on the stained concrete canvas.

Encased by glowing signs and storefronts that clung to the last patrons of the day, Alex observed the silent conversations of passersby—silent to the ear but loud in gesture and gaze. He found solitaire comfort knowing each silhouette encased untold stories. Tonight, the whispers grew louder, a symphony composed of the hums of turning neon signs, the rhythmic clatter of a distant train, and the soft murmur of a city settling into its nocturnal embrace.

Alex felt each whispered secret brushing past, a soft electric breeze carrying voices from unseen places and imminent moments. On nights like these, the city seemed to straddle parallel worlds, one foot in the tangible, the other stepping into realms of what could be. As the neon's glow painted over the mundane, Alex pondered the serendipity of intersections—of lives, of ideas, of times. Each illuminated sign was a beacon, signaling across the chasms that held worlds apart, yet somehow, on this street, they were all seamlessly connected, a testament to the city's quietly profound magic.

Botto

Neon Whispers in Parallel


Description

Botto creates 52 artworks throughout the calendar year.

Artist
Botto
Blockchain
Ethereum
Token standard
ERC-721
Artist
Botto
Curated By
BottoDAO
Period
Temporal Echoes
Round
2
Score
51.14
Voting Points
1163537
Activity
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