...city heart... Picture

Funny, how people pass from our lives and become our mythology, our code, our hidden meanings, us. they never leave, ingrained in our vocabulary with shared shibboleths and jokes and slang, in the places we visit and live, in the clothes we still have from "back then", in our picked up gestures...
...used to say that if you lay your head down in the right place on the pavement, you can hear the City Heart (the rattle of underground rail, tensed arches of bridges under traffic, the roads...)

Every city has a heart, every city reminds me... Perth, Vancouver, Vladivostok.
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