I described Tokyo recently to a friend while walking around during their first visit, as a kind of beautiful loneliness. I don’t know if that makes sense to anyone else, but as an introvert who thrives on bring surrounded by chaotic humanity (so long as I don’t have to interact with it) it’s kind of perfect.
Das beschreibt meine Gefühle zu Paris ganz gut. Was hatte ich die Stadt sieben Jahre vermisst.