There is a small city where everyone goes to bed at the same time. After dinner they switch off the first light and around 23:00 everyone is asleep. The city Sleeps, all the lights are off. It happens in a land far from the big city, somewhere in the world.
The funny thing is to turn off the last light is always on the village baker. He has just finished preparing the dough for tomorrow, retires at home and turn off the lights in his house. From that moment on, all the windows are off. It will be the first to get up four hours later to go in the oven. The sound of the night is wonderful: crickets, wind and zzz so many people who snore. No one, he says, has ever gone around at night, no one ever woke before the baker. The city of cats and dreams.
Good night to all
