The 8 circles sit along the spine of the city,
quietly organizing its movement.

Dawar 1 to Dawar 8 —
points where cars loop, where lights gather, where directions are decided.

They appear often in conversation.
They anchor maps.
They guide the flow.

And yet, Amman stretches far beyond them — across hills, rooftops, side streets, valleys that don’t revolve around anything.

The city is wide, layered, expansive.

The circles are small in space,
but large in rhythm.

They turn.
The city continues.