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...And with the coolness of the winter and the freezing northern wind, the desire to take walks at night grew exponentially within me. The feel of being alone on the concrete streets, where no cars and people passed by after the clock struck ten in the evening filled my heart with delight. On summer nights, I was a cockroach seeking refuge away from the sickening screams of kids my age screwing around the town, but in wintertime I was the owner of the city, and no one would dare tell me otherwise: the lights of the closed down shops, the isolated courtyards, the luminous floorlights highlighting the curbs and gutters with a bright tinge of gold, they all belonged to me and me alone.
