Cologne, Germany

Cologne.

Evening settles over a city that wears its years with a quiet grin, and the cathedral lifts its dark spires into a tender sky. You feel a steady hush in your chest, the kind that makes footsteps softer and strangers look familiar.

Below the towers, rooftops huddle like old friends swapping stories, windows warm with supper light and the slow music of plates and laughter. You breathe in rain on stone and a hint of bread, and the river minding its broad, patient way nearby.