That amazing juxtaposition of old and new, the bits of light that come down between the buildings that sort of create a map that's traveling above your head of usually blue -- especially in the summer -- compared to the map that you would normally expect to see of conventional streets.
過去と未来が交差し ビルの谷間から注ぎ込む自然光が 頭上の たいていの日は青い空に ―とりわけ夏なら まるで地図を描くようで それは 通常使うような 普通の道案内のための地図ではありません