Every city is bright and shining at first glance. When you look longer and harder you begin to notice the cracks in the sidewalk and the graffiti on the wall. You notice the store that didn't make it and closed down. It isn't perfect. It isn't shining. For people that have lived in big cities it is sometimes these "imperfections" that give one comfort. As someone that has never had the pleasure of a permanent residence in a city, I still notice the weirdness that comes with these strange places. As someone who has had a short term residence in a city, I notice the details. I notice the cracks and the quiet moments. This is London told through the eyes of someone who constantly yearns for city life.
