

🔮 Night is a mirror, where the streets reflect what you hide during the day. Tonight I dissolved into the semi-darkness, where streetlights are like flames licking the walls of houses, and shadows whisper what lips are silent about. Are you following me? Then take off the mask of decency: here the asphalt is softer than skin and the air is thicker than desire. Every step is a game of echoes, every turn a boundary worth crossing. But beware: the city does not forgive those who seek the truth in its dark alleys