A pitch dark evening was lit up, firstly by the lights of the passing vehicles, secondly by the lights of the shimmering Christmas decorations but thirdly and most importantly by the laughter and joy of the walkers. One would never guess that the night was dark as a black hole and so cold that one's fingers turned read as soon as the cold touched them. Even though the cold had the power to freeze one's heart it was never a possibility. The reason was simply the most wonderful Christmas feeling resulting in such warmth which affects the entire city.