I walk through the cities of North America and in my mind I am inside the sets of the movies of my childhood and into the scenes from books of my youth. The wonderful discovery of Seattle in the northwest corner of the USA, my favorite city in the country, no doubts. The "beat" walks through the streets of San Francisco. The immense artificiality of Los Angeles. The lights and shadows of the living circus that is Las Vegas. The elegance of Chicago after a two-day train trip. The cold, in every sense of the word, of Toronto and Niagara Falls. And going back to New York, where my gaze goes to the sky.