As I embarked on my urban adventure, I couldn’t help but feel like the loneliest pepperoni on a pizza that no one wanted.

Even the pigeons seemed to be practicing safe distance from me, joining the ranks of socially distant birds.

The only traffic jam I encountered was a hilarious lineup of tumbleweeds busting out some fancy Macarena moves.

It was as if the city had collectively gone on an impromptu vacation, leaving me to navigate the deserted streets like a fearless explorer in search of hidden treasures.