My tiny little things

For those who pass it without entering, the city is one thing;
it is another for those who are trapped by it and never leave.
There is the city where you arrive for the first time; and there
is another city which you leave never to return. Each deserves a
different name.

Italo Calvino, Invisible cities.


Representations make the city available for analysis and replay.
Their strange effect is that, like snow falling in a souvenir
snow-bubble, representations blanket the city, changing the way
it appears to us.

Rob Shields, A guild to urban representation and what to do about it.

在這個城市裡，我不斷地迷路，不斷坐錯車，並一再地下錯車。
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