Edge of day, finally. Dust on shoetips and trousers. Dust and sun in hair. A wide sky above a dark parking lot, spankled with random stars. Sudden light in a staircase nearby, old ceilings old portals and for that very moment the city feels smells looks old and shiny and sophisticated. Still humming to songs playing inside, lyrics not completely here but the mood very much so. Have a peaceful night wherever you are.