We shaped a sharp set for Time Magazine. A city in frames, a story in form. Lines cut, angles rise, light falls. Space bends, yet holds. Walls mark time, streets carve paths. A pulse runs through glass and stone. The grid stays tight, yet the view expands. Layers of past and now, stacked and set. Contrast drives the eye, shadow meets glare. Silence in steel, noise in void. A tale told in pure shape, in light and dark. A map of motion, a trace of stillness. A way to see place, pace, and depth. The edges shift, the weight stays, the rhythm flows. Each form links, each gap speaks, each frame leads.