I like watching the city before it wakes up. Once it arises, I don't like it any more. I feel that the special time has ended. That my period of sleepless wonder of blinking lights and soft color has given way to sunlight and traffic. I liked the light coming through the window all night, keeping the room illuminated. I liked looking out into the city at night and feeling some sense of hope and wonder.

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