Yeah, I can see it. I can see them. Street lights, apartment buildings; a bustling city on a grain of rice. The tail lights of cars; the gritty sidewalks and the busy people. There’s sky too. A bit. The smog gives it a golden glow. A dirty golden glow. It’s five o’clock in the afternoon and it’s winter. In the shadows you can see the night. People going home. But some of them are not too tired to see the great dirty city and the dots, connected, that make up the bigger dot.
It’s a thousand streets and sidewalks; electric wires and railings; data flows and networks. This is the x-ray of the city – everywhere in one place. The abstract is real because that’s what our minds see.