December 24, Christmas Eve. As the city adorns itself with lights, appearances, and empty promises, a handful of wandering souls slip into the shadows of the shop windows. Joad, Lina, Milo, Zac, and other anonymous solitudes cross the night with their invisible scars, all bound by the same silent truth: here, misfortune doesn't take a vacation. Through their intertwined journeys—a homeless man haunted by his past, a young woman shattered by oblivion, a delusional former teacher, a teenager trapped by poverty—the story reveals a world where we are sometimes born on the wrong side of the dream. Traditions are ghosts, songs are muffled whispers, and even Christmas bells ring false. In this poetic and cruel nocturnal fresco, the reader becomes a witness—or an accomplice—to these erased existences, to their stifled voices. As the hours tick by between December 24th and 25th, a chilling X-ray of our times emerges, revealing that sometimes... The true miracle of Christmas is simply...