A steep descent. Not too steep, more like a building's stretched garage ramp. Tall, old trees over fifty years old help populate the sidewalk, which is surreal, because it is almost always empty of people, despite being in a city with over twelve million citizens. Two-story, cute or fancy-looking houses on both sides help everything look cozy. At dawn, clouds in the sky sometimes glow red, while the path seems to lead into a sinister fairy tale at night. It is a beautiful sight at dusk, looking up to the moon between full branches, the moon shining brightly between them and the mysterious clouds being guided by winds from far away. I like it here.