We stand close, shoulders touching in the red glow. Different faces, same quiet eyes looking out at the world together. Some skin dark like night, some light like morning, but all of us carrying stories we don't always say out loud. I see you. You see me. In this crowded light we are not alone. We people, breathing the same air, holding the same hopes, wearing our colors and our scars like they belong here. Just us, side by side, human and real.