ON THE BACK STREETS. STUCK BETWEEN THE CITY AND THE BEACH. ALLEYWAYS WITH STRAY DOGS AND SEAGULLS. THE SMELL OF SALT SPRAY AND MELTING TAR. A SUNBURNT PERSON WEARING A SUIT. BROKEN UMBRELLAS STUFFED INTO BINS. FRESH COCONUT WATER AND AN INTERNET CAFÉ. ENERGY COLLIDES IN THIS SPACE. THE HUSTLE OF BUSINESS AND THE RESTING OCEAN CLASHING IN ONE PLACE.

WE LOVE THIS SPACE, FEED OFF IT. LIKE A ROACH FEEDS OF DISCARDED GARBAGE - WE FEED OFF THE ENERGY FOUND BETWEEN TWO WORLDS. THE BRIGHT ORANGE OF A GATORADE LID MIXED IN WITH THE DEEP GREEN OF SEAWEED. A PLAYING CARD HALF BURIED IN THE SAND, THE ACE OF SPADES. A COLLISION.

BEACH STREETS. BEACH BRAINS.