Frenetic Rhythm

The streets of New York beat with a frantic pace, where every step seems like a race against time.

In this jungle of asphalt, the faces reflect determination, haste, and sometimes, a disconnection with the environment. Where are they going? Why do they always seem to be late?

The city never stops, and those who inhabit it are dragged by its incessant movement. At every corner, at every pedestrian crossing, an untold story is hidden, a routine that is repeated day after day, while the city follows its course, indifferent to those who walk through it.