and the whole town wakes up

When the city wakes up, it stretches its great arm wrestling. Her traffic lights sometimes make her blush. She launches small cars on her big circuit, swells with joy when the sun is out and cries with the clouds, sometimes. In the evening, she turns on her streetlights as soon as night falls and dances, dances, and never goes out... Text by Laurie Cohen - Illustrations by Marjorie Béal - 48 p.