"For most of us, the city is the backdrop to our lives. Familiar and yet sometimes sinister, the streets are at ounce the site of social interaction and something darker, something more violent. But as cities grow they begin to resemble one another, becoming an ever expanding mass. What does this do to our sense of place, and our sense of ourselves? Do we connect to them in new ways? Do we live in an accumulated city, the collected memory of all the cities we have known? To live in the city, must we assume the position of the anonymous stranger?"
from Place, by tba.