I am the cabaret and every lighted sign that you see shining in the city. Everything is faster here, silhouettes of elevators braking for the highest floor, where I know my soul. Through my lens, the world sends its neon lights. I am the endless sand that populates these streets. I am loved. I am envied. I'll stretch on for miles until I reach the sky. I know my soul. Through my lens, the world sends its neon lights. It sends