In the heart of the city, with vibrant neon lights surrounding me, I navigate through what seems like an endless night teeming with shadows, images, and a noisy, alcohol-fueled atmosphere. While Sin City may not be a source of pride, this experience has shown me how fleeting life can be, causing me to long for the solace of home and rest. Despite my initial attempts to keep pace with the city's fast rhythm, I soon found myself lagging behind, unable to keep up with its constant movement. Each night, the lights continue to glow and the hustle and bustle never cease, reigniting as soon as darkness falls.

Our paths crossed, though you did not recognize me as you were engrossed in the excitement of the city. I recognized you and prayed for your safety during your time within the city that day.