2 AM, can't sleep, decided to walk through the sleeping city 🌙 Streets are empty, just occasional taxis and night shifts. There's something magical about the city after midnight — it becomes completely different, like putting on a new mask.
Walking past closed cafes where life buzzes during the day. Now they look like movie sets. Windows are lit, but behind the glass is silence. The city sleeps, but not quite — it breathes steadily, resting before a new day.
Meet another insomniac with a dog. We nod at each other — we're members of the secret night walk club. Return home feeling like I've seen a secret version of my city. In the morning everything will be ordinary again, but now I know its nighttime secret.