People couldn't go outside after I think 9 pm,
Mostly due to safety, were labour strikes, no salaries for months, sometimes gang fights on the streets.
For few months like this.
Me and my aunt are walking home,
It's dark, empty, after may be ten, and we are like:
It's so beautiful!
And it was, like right now,
This why I remembered..
It's really beautiful. .
