Magical Realism

  • The Midnight Café

    The clock had just struck midnight when I stumbled upon it—a small café tucked away in an alley I’d never noticed before, glowing softly under a dim yellow light. I’d been out for a late-night walk, hoping it would clear my mind. It was one of those nights when my thoughts were louder than the silence around me, and sleep felt like an impossible goal. The sign above the door…