This is adventure - your city in the rain, at night, reflected changed, thrice multiplied in a million separate pools upon the street in undulating circles. The spires attain the depth of puddles. Splash onto your feet their lighted windows, while the factories glide, glinting darkly, hunched up, at your side. Stars come down to gutters and the moon floats gondolas of arcing, sparking light; black falls and rises with the clouds that blow across the walks. In the thin lagoon of rippling buildings where the grotesque glow of headlights twists the waves, you swim bedight with jeweled wonder in the stormy night.