Under the veil of the night Inkognito found solace in the gentle hum of his car's engine as it wove through the deserted avenues and dimly lit boulevards. With each red light, he paused, taking a moment to breathe deeply, allowing the urban tranquility to wash over him.

The city's glowing lights flickered like stars, guiding him through his nocturnal meditation, the solitude of the road offering a rare moment of introspection and peace. This nightly ritual became his sanctuary, a moving meditation that grounded him amidst the ceaseless travel of his life.