The City is a Body
The city is a body.
Downtown is its brains: squishy and grey, an armchair commander filled to the brim with alternating highs of stimulants and depressants.
The metro is the digestive tract: a segregated and closed system that exists only to shit and smell, and sometimes doesn’t even work — or worse, actually kills people.
The buses are the circulatory system: the highway of life, the conduit for the city’s very existence, funneling the used and exhausted blood of the city back and forth, to and from replenishment.
More parts to be added…