Beeb! beeb! the noise of honking at cars carried throughout miles. The engines were silenced but loud noise would brew from each of every corner. The ringing of the final bell could not cease the tendencies of open eyes and live laughter. The skyline so full of light that the sun could not compare for it was as exquisite as the stars that light up the heavens. Now passing through the last gate, and now...
I AM HERE
CZYTASZ
The City That Never Sleeps
LosoweWalk with a person who enters the busy streets of a city that can not cease its noise...
