As we set out, the streets became our stage.
The vibrant energy of the city enveloped us, a tapestry of sounds and colors. The chatter of people, the honking of cars, and the distant laughter echoed in the air, blending into a symphony of life.
We walked towards the bustling public areas, where people gathered, engaged in their daily lives.
The scent of fresh bread wafted from a nearby bakery, mingling with the robust aroma of coffee from a small café.
I could see families enjoying their time together, friends sharing stories, and couples lost in each other's eyes. But amid this vibrant scene, the weight of the impending election loomed, casting shadows over the festivities.
"Come on," I urged Nadia, my voice rising above the noise. "Let's get their attention!"
