Everyday I ride the train into the city. Here is a tapestry of what that journey represents within my psyche. Back and Forth, we go...My objective to make a panman mixtape. What is Pancity? Where is Pancity? These are the questions I am thinking of as i ride the tin can that takes me farther away, closer. Panman said that the explosion must happened outwardly. I believe that two explosions must happened to balance each other: implosions to explosion. Wait for the ending please.