


There’s something beautiful about those nights. The air is heavy, but alive. The city doesn’t sleep, it murmurs. You can smell honeysuckle mixed with car exhaust, hear laughter a few blocks away, and feel time slow down. <3
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There’s something beautiful about those nights. The air is heavy, but alive. The city doesn’t sleep, it murmurs. You can smell honeysuckle mixed with car exhaust, hear laughter a few blocks away, and feel time slow down. <3
M