When the sun goes down and the lights go up even the least lovely town starts to look better.
Evening

When the sun goes down and the lights go up even the least lovely town starts to look better.
The karaoke party started at three a.m. Maybe it's my Northern European genes, but my body thinks--nay, truly believes--that it should be resting when it's dark outside. I go to bed too early and wake up too early for a part of the continent where people don't eat dinner until ten o'clock at night. So…