A wide rooftop stretches under a darkening evening sky. The city skyline rises i

A wide rooftop stretches under a darkening evening sky. The city skyline rises in the distance, its glass towers catching the last orange glow of the setting sun. Faint clouds drift low, streaking the sky in muted shades of grey and violet. A tall woman stands near the rooftop edge, her crimson silk coat billowing in the wind. The coat falls open, revealing a black and fitted high-waist trousers. Her heels click faintly on the concrete as she shifts her weight. Puddles from a recent rain scatter across the rooftop, reflecting fragments of neon signs from distant buildings. A row of steel ventilation pipes runs along one side, hissing softly with escaping steam. On the far corner, a battered folding chair sits abandoned, its metal frame catching the cold city light. The woman’s dark hair whips across her face, partially hiding sharp cheekbones and a distant, unreadable expression. Behind her, blinking aircraft lights trace faint red dots across the sky as night creeps in. The rooftop hums with the low, constant buzz of the city below.

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A wide rooftop stretches under a darkening evening sky . The city skyline rises in the distance , its glass towers catching the last orange glow of the setting sun . Faint clouds drift low , streaking the sky in muted shades of grey and violet . A tall woman stands near the rooftop edge , her crimson silk coat billowing in the wind . The coat falls open , revealing a black and fitted high-waist trousers . Her heels click faintly on the concrete as she shifts her weight . Puddles from a recent rain scatter across the rooftop , reflecting fragments of neon signs from distant buildings . A row of steel ventilation pipes runs along one side , hissing softly with escaping steam . On the far corner , a battered folding chair sits abandoned , its metal frame catching the cold city light . The woman’s dark hair whips across her face , partially hiding sharp cheekbones and a distant , unreadable expression . Behind her , blinking aircraft lights trace faint red dots across the sky as night creeps in . The rooftop hums with the low , constant buzz of the city below .

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Jun 26, 2025

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