Urban Nights by Subchord & Roman Ridder

Neon veins pulsed through the silent cityscape, synchronizing with rhythms that echoed from forgotten towers. Echoes danced in infinite delay loops, folding time into spirals of reverb. The sky glowed violet, polluted with digital haze. Sub-bass vibrations rattled concrete bones, resonating through vacant alleys and rusted train lines. Urban Nights had become a living waveform—breathing static, humming progress. Memory fragments embedded in walls replayed lost conversations, glitching in sync with the beat. No voices remained, only architecture dreaming in low-frequency. In this abandoned future, the city listened to itself—forever caught in the endless delay of its own echoes.

since 2006
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