Every ambitious city sounds different after midnight — and the same in one way: the hum of people still building while the rest of the world sleeps.
The traffic thins and the frequency changes. What remains is the honest band: taxis, kitchens, studios, gyms. The city's real census is taken at 2 a.m.
Record there and the recording keeps the ambition in it forever. That hum is the metronome of every place that ever decided to become something.