The road to Ixtlan

"Sometimes, seeing an unexpected view of the landscape or dawned in fog light, hearing the conversation of passers-by encountered in the turmoil of the street, I think, so with that I will gradually build the perfect city of these fragments, mixed with all sorts of things, of moments, separated by intervals, signals that someone sent into space. And though I tell you that the city, which lies in my path, scattered in space and time — where less, and where thick, not think about it, if you can stop looking for him. Probably, as we speak, he lurks here and there in your lands, and you can find them, as I said."
(Italo Calvino, Invisible cities)