The city is so visible that it is invisible; a persistent substrate patterning our days. We see it no more than we imagine it to see us.
But what if this city is not the only one in which we dwell? What if there are other, more elusive cities inhabiting the same streets? Cities made of shadow and light, resonant with strange frequencies. Cities winking into existence and then out again. Perhaps you have found yourself slipped sideways into such a city, in the silent heat of noonday or in the amethyst twilight? Or maybe even now you are moving closer to catching your first glimpse…