The brakes reached and the engines collapsed in silence as the sound of waving paper intimidated the driver. The door, so heavy, flung towards the streets, ears trapped within the walls of chaos. You would step onto the pavements that lead everywhere and nowhere, like a maze within mazes. Now trodding through the endless corridors of shops filled with glamour and elegance. Restaurants influencing the noses of the people with an aroma releasing the sense of hunger and desire. A pandemonium of tourists breaking through one another like obstacle courses, as if they were fighting to get out but the malicious lights blinded them to travel further into the crowded halls of...
The City that Never Sleeps