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“Where to?” the driver asked, his voice a low growl.

The wind tore at his jacket, scattering the city’s noise into a symphony of honks, distant laughter, and the occasional siren. Somewhere far off, a lone billboard flickered the words , a reminder of the world’s relentless hustle. “Where to

As the ojol surged forward, Jaka felt the weight of the day lift, replaced by a raw, unfiltered pulse—pure freedom in the midnight hour. “Where to?” the driver asked

“Just keep going,” Jaka replied, eyes fixed on the horizon where the skyline melted into darkness. He wasn’t looking for a destination; he was chasing the feeling of endless motion, the thrill of a night that refused to end. a lone billboard flickered the words