Of course there are two sides to every story.
Those steal mammoths may stand tall , but their shadows cast images of you  down every side alley and crevice in both of these towns.
The tip of that shiny stadium points directly at you.
Don't get me started on when that skyline mixes with the moon, and I can't breathe.
Or when the constellations spell out your name, fighting with the lights of the city. Always winning.