This work stages an urban memory behind a rigid lattice, where the central window-like image of high-rises is held captive by thick vertical bars and a maze of coppery conduits. The punctured, rivet-studded field reads like an engineered skin—cool, modular, and quietly bruised—turning the wall itself into a map of circulation, control, and containment. Against this industrial epidermis, the warm, hazed skyline feels like a distant promise of lived space, suggesting how modern cities are often experienced less as places of freedom than as systems that route, restrict, and surveil our gaze.