A narrow Parisian street glows beneath the amber wash of lamplight, its cobblestones slick with the faint sheen of evening rain. The shutters are drawn, shopfronts closed — Size Factory and a handful of neon signs hint at the mix of boutiques and cafés that fill the 10th arrondissement’s maze of lanes. In the distance, a domed tower rises in silhouette, framed by the quiet symmetry of Haussmann-era façades. Scenes like this are part of Paris’s enduring nocturnal character — the calm that settles between the pulse of the day and the hum of dawn. These residential side streets once carried the city’s artisans and tradesmen home from nearby workshops; today, they form the backdrop to a newer rhythm of late-night wine bars, scooters, and the solitude of modern city life.