French Riviera

The city never sleeps - it hisses, glows and breathes money that has not yet been earned, but already seems to belong to it. Here, people live by the principle of ‘rise and shine,’ whether in a suit or a hoodie, it doesn't matter. Their faces are cold, but underneath, they are hot. Everyone knows the price of time, risk, and Audemars watches, but behind every sparkle is a little fatigue, as if from an endless game without a break.

This is the soundtrack to survival with a touch of luxury. To those mornings when your hands smell of asphalt and your thoughts are of a villa by the sea. To evenings where silence is more precious than noise. And yet, no one gives up. Because from below, you can see better how much more you can grow.