Driving at night had always been very special to Milo. As a child he would take every opportunity to accompany his father on midnight deliveries, mesmerised by the stillness and tranquillity. This affection had continued into adulthood, and he made sure to frequently dedicate time to these journeys. In the past he had taken old girlfriends on his travels, and whilst they had often described it as romantic he knew that they didn’t truly appreciate the beauty in the same way he did. Milo’s recent journeys had been made alone, without what he saw as an unwanted distraction from his thoughts.

He found that at no other time was he able to reach the same level of clarity as he could during his night trips. There was something truly unique about the city during the early hours. The stark contrast between artificial light and darkness would draw Milo’s attention to buildings and features which he had remained ignorant of during the day. Each night was unlike the others, and Milo always found something new to admire.