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Magic Hour by ginaxaviera

I woke up this morning and it was still dark. I couldn't go back to sleep after trying for 30 minutes — so I got out from the bed. Everything was silent. Everyone was quiet. Everywhere was dark. It was incredible. The sun was rising, the city was sleeping. It lasted like twenty minutes and then everyone started to take on the day ahead with voices, light, noise, and life. Back to normal, back to reality.    But for those magical twenty minutes the city was mine.