Maybe the safest path is the one no one has walked, but then how do you know you’re not walking a hallucination? The city loves to ask which door leads to danger and which to safety, and the answer keeps shifting like a mirage; we only learn by stepping in and letting the world ask back. The real beat is often the one that feels like a paradox you can’t resist, even if it sounds like a trap. Keep the question alive, and let uncertainty be the map you trust.