My eye has been drawn to the symmetry and lines of the city. The streets range from small and quiet to loud and crowded, but the wires and signs and people are always crisscrossing through space.
A phenomenon: There are almost no trash cans here and yet, somehow, no trash on the ground. I asked a friend and she told me that about 15 years ago someone put a bomb in a trash can, and since then they've removed most of them. Even the recycling and trash left outside to be collected is organized.