When I was quite small I would sometimes dream of a city — which was strange because it began before I even
knew what a city was. But this city, clustered on the curve of a big blue bay, would come into my mind. I could see the
streets, and the buildings that lined them, the waterfront, even boats in the harbour; yet, waking, I had never seen the
sea, or a boat. ...
And the buildings were quite unlike any I knew. The traffic in the streets was strange, carts
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