To Walk and to Pause

From the city center comes haste. Footsteps head toward the new, necessary underpass beneath the railway. There the path begins – modest, direct, concrete. It climbs between two rises into a quiet pocket beneath the trees, where the city slips behind. Then comes the slope – a staircase, step by step. A rhythm in concrete, steady as the walker. Along the railing of metal and wood flows everyday life: children counting stairs, a dog leaping ahead, someone pausing just because. At the top, the space opens – calm, with a recreation area and glimpses between homes. The path continues, slipping into the residential quarter, where life stirs again. A connector. Practical, daily, yet always shifting. Sometimes fast, sometimes slow. And sometimes – still. Because the landscape allows it.