The story of 2 boys

What started as a midnight stroll through the streets of Mexico City transformed into one of the most tactile phenomena of my life. 

Tactistically stimulating 

Scene: Wilson Marshall and Cody Blevins downtown, Mexico City. After Hours. Wet

It hasn't rained for a few hours but the two boys tread carefully through the dark streets, always one eye on the sidewalk to avoid puddles. The boys pay extra attention as they turn a corner and cross the street. A change in the stone walkway's finish could be a polished finish for either of them. Their other eye on the lights all around them. They pinball off of everything you can touch on the ground. 

Its all stone, its all saturated, its all reflective. 

Their hands are confirmation of this. Both hands are dedicated to touching every surface possible. It all deserved to be touched. They were not only touching now, but swiping their hands across walls. From the bench, across the planter, and up the wall. The power of the stone was too much that night. The boys were sent into a sort or craze. 

Temping fate the boys braved the puddles! They slid across plaza after plaza with great success. Hurdling 4ft sugar skulls lining the streets (in preparation for Day of the Dead) on their way to the next. The feeling was overwhelming. The boys would seamlessly transfer from one surface to the next without batting a lash.

The boys were now men. They were soaked with pride. Their hearts were full as they looked back at what they had done. 

To this day, some still believe that the spirits of those boys come out to play in the damp streets at night.