On a cold night in Times Square, under the pulse of neon and motion, an Egyptian halal food truck worker spends his day trying to call his daughter. Each time he picks up the phone, New York reaches out, not as a disruption, but as a living presence. What unfolded became a way to see the city from the ground up, not through its skyline, but through the rhythm of those who serve it, feed it, and carry its stories. It's a story about longing, and the quiet weight of trying to stay close to someone you love in a city that never stands still.