“Don’t come to New York City to chase your dreams if you can’t walk fast.”

I’ve never been great with words.
So instead, I let my camera do the talking.

Through the lens, I catch what I can’t always explain—the way New York moves, how it breathes.
Here, dreams are layered everywhere: hidden in stickers on cracked walls, splashed across posters, or towering over us on glowing billboards.
Big or small, they all speak the same language: ambition, survival, hope.

Red, blue, yellow—like signals cutting through the noise. The city’s heartbeat.
It’s fast, chaotic, and unforgiving, but if you move with it, sometimes you catch these rare, perfect moments.

There is no stopping, at any time. The city never sleeps.

This zine is a collection of those moments—the quiet, the loud, and the magic that happens in between.