Boncuk

The city never sleeps - it breathes, roars and sometimes growls. This is no place for the casual, but there are plenty of locals - stubborn, with weary eyes and lively hearts. Those who don't build empires, but simply stand tall, even when life throws concrete instead of pillows.

Here, loyalty is worth more than currency, and trust is almost a luxury. But if someone is by your side, they are there until the end, without discounts or clarifications. Under the crunch of streetlights and the hum of engines, a simple truth rings out: you don't need six zeros to be on the same level. It's enough not to bend.

And in every line, it's like smoke from a fire smouldering in your chest: a little pain, a little pride, and a strange calmness that everything is under control, even when everything is falling apart. Because yes, even diamonds were once tears.