This isn’t just a gallery — it’s a living map of my journey through time. Every picture holds a whisper of who I was, who I am, and who I’m still becoming.
In a city that never sleeps, where did you lose track of time?
Where did your story pause — if only for a moment?
Beneath the hum of neon lights and the hush of distant footsteps, there’s a place where time steps aside — just long enough for you to remember who you are.
