Urban Solitude 000 In the maze of bricks and empty space, Figures sit, lost in their own grace, Each a story, a silent plea, In this urban solitude, we see. BJs Pits, with a visionary eye, Creates a world where shadows lie, Tobahc Sacul, with digital flair, Breathes life into this city’s air. Blocks and gaps, in red and white, Each figure framed in soft twilight, A tapestry of quiet despair, Of human souls laid bare. In NYKYDKN’s collective fold, These artists share a vision bold, A canvas of both grit and dream, A place where art and pixels gleam. Figures perched in silent pain, Amidst the urban, fractured frame, A symbol of our fleeting time, Captured in this art divine. Layer 1, Lyne 2 & One 3... Be At On3... NYKYDKN