After Dark
The city between the last tram and the first light.
There is a version of every northern city that only exists between two and five in the morning.
The trams have stopped. The harbour cranes are lit but not moving. Someone is walking home along a road that was designed for cars and is currently designed for nobody. That hour has no commercial purpose, which is exactly why it is worth documenting.
No fixed route
Drop 003 will be named after it. Not because night is a mood board, but because the way people move through a city when nothing is open is the closest thing to honest navigation there is. No destination handed to you. No opening hours structuring the walk.
What that means for the clothing
Layers that work at 3°C and at 12°C, because the North cannot decide. Reflective detail that reads as a technical line rather than a safety vest. Pockets positioned for someone walking, not someone posing.
Meanwhile
Drop 001 is live. Drop 002 goes north.
Keep exploring.