The silence of streets close to midnight. Resting offices, a dimly lit library behind huge windowpanes. Cabs heading for the train stations, the outskirts. A tram, almost empty. Some late souls, arriving, heading on. Cold concrete, blue spotlights, a vast illuminated tree on an otherwise dark balcony. Facades and trees and too tired to pay much attention to either of those. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are.

#outerworld #concrete city #half awake half asleep #the late hours