This sculpture is a chorus of the city, composed of deep blue lips, golden teeth, and red tongues that speak, shout, and echo with the same loudness as the streets. At the top stands a rat, playing a golden saxophone like the lead voice in this surreal tower of mouths. Absurd yet sincere, it symbolizes how creatives and art emerge from the most unexpected corners of New York. It is the street performer, the whisper in the alleyway, the fleeting inspiration caught between subway stops. This sculpture doesn’t imitate New York, it embodies it. It is a concert of noise, a layering of expression, and a fragile harmony rising from chaos.