The year is ending. Streets shimmer with fairy lights, their glow reflecting off wet pavements. Shop windows glow in gold and red.
Families stroll slowly, children clutching steaming cups of chocolate. Music drifts from cafes and squares, mingling with the scent of roasted chestnuts and cinnamon. Everything seems cheerful and safe.
Safety, however, is never guaranteed. Not for everyone.
I first encountered what I soon learnt was not actually a
