The Case for "Stolen" and "Unattractive" Logos

As twilight descended upon the city, a quiet stillness settled over the streets, broken only by the occasional hum of passing cars and the distant sounds of laughter echoing from nearby cafes. The neon lights of bustling storefronts flickered to life, casting a vibrant glow that danced upon the pavement below. Shadows stretched and twisted, creating intricate patterns that seemed to come alive in the fading light. Above, the sky transformed into a canvas of deep purples and dusky blues, dotted with the twinkling lights of stars and the soft glow of the moon. It was a moment of transition, where day gracefully yielded to night, and the city took on a new identity, pulsating with a quiet energy all its own.