Chicago at Night

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She is the biggest and the best in my little world… and she’s even better during this time of year. There are no harsh, piercing winds preventing my enjoyment of all she has to offer: the music, the food, the art, the architecture, and the views… she is one of the more beautiful cities I have ever been in.

It appears as if the buildings were all designed to intermingle with each other. Individually, each building is it’s own piece of art. Together, they form an intriguing collage of shapes, lines, positive and negative spaces. She really is like a large sculpture; each and every different way I look at her, she presents new scene for me to interpret.

It is when the sun goes down that I fall truly in love. Everything about her is perfect at night.

I can walk through her streets at night with no distractions other than her beauty. During the day, she may be one of the busiest cities in the world, but at night, she is empty. It can really be quite eerie. To think that five hours ago, hundreds of thousands of people were pouring through her streets. Now, I’d have a hard time finding more than five people walking on the same block. I’ll admit at being selfish here. At night, I do not have to share he with anyone. At night, I can go where I want. No people to dodge or stand in my path. No passing cars or busses to wait for. At night, she becomes my therapist. She provides alone time, quite time, for me to think my thoughts out. I can just sit, stare, and think. At night, she is without sun to add to the heat… or fill any shadows.

While she may offer more during the day, this city was built for nighttime viewing. The beauty of her buildings and the shapes they create are amplified by their artificial lighting. The lights accentuate certain features. The lights create shadows that add a whole new feeling to the buildings that is not seen during daylight hours. It is sort of an interesting concept. These huge, magnificent buildings are busiest during the day. I would think that 98% of her visitors see her buildings under daylight. Daylight that flattens certain features, and casts an unbearable glare upon the people underneath. They see her in a daylight that protects from danger, while hiding her beauty. Only 2% of her visitors have the opportunity to see her in her true beauty. I wonder if the entire 2% even take the time to look.

She is beautiful.

She becomes different at night…

She becomes mine at night.

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