Picture this: it is after midnight, and the city is alive in ways most will never see. Streetlights cast long, trembling shadows across cracked sidewalks. Neon signs flicker and buzz, their reflections rippling in rain-soaked gutters. A gentle breeze carries the distant hum of traffic, punctuated by a sudden shout or a burst of laughter from an alleyway, half-hidden from view. This is the world...
