In the cold city night, this bus, bathed in warm light, is like a mobile haven. The windows reflect the weary passengers, each carrying their own thoughts; their figures, though blurred, share the same destination: home, or a new beginning.
This beam of light weaving through the darkness symbolizes the end of every journey, a microcosm of the ordinary yet resilient lives of countless people in the city. It reminds us that even in the deepest night, there is always a light waiting ahead.
