I thought I could read the streets of London
There was a time when I thought I could read the streets of London. I thought I could peer into the ramps and passages, into the smoky dispositions, and make some sense of things. But now I don’t think I can. Either I’m losing it, or the streets are getting harder to read. Or both. I can’t read books, which are meant to be easy, easy to read. No wonder, then, that I can’t read streets, which we all know to be hard - metal-lined, reinforced, massively concrete. And getting harder, tougher. Illiterate themselves, the streets are illegible. You just cannot read them any more.
Amis, Martin (1991). London Fields. London: Vintage. ISBN: 9780679730347