The other day I met a man in the city of Oslo. He happened to speak to me, when we met at Aker Brygge.
The man said:
"I find the city the natural coronation of mankind. In a small area It´s possible to find the most intelligent people on Earth.
There contacts are made leading strait to the Nobel Price. Research is made there and students gather there. Artists make their names there.
Celebration is executed there and stocks are traded there.
It´s the blossom of culture itself
On the internet the intelligentsia of the city comes together even closer than before, just jumping from one city to the other.
Some of the students return to rural birthplaces and forget about the city, but without it there is no civilization.
All great projects have their roots in the city.
When suffering hits rural areas cities suffer too, that's life, but people from the province always find refugee in the city when hard times strike. In the city there at least is a chance to make it into the future.
The geenpool take advantage of the city and find the greater probabilities to survive luring there.
You have to remember that the beautiful ladies go shopping there."
The man smiled and beamed like the sun across the fjord of Oslo.
"Walking along the harbors and boating on city waters are recreations of the first range and when you meet your friends close to the Opera or the Parliament, partying, you are able to inform yourself, in a short time, like nowhere else, not even in your own library.
People with completely different angles and different professional peak knowledge are able to transfer know how and cultural bits.
Architecture make the environment of the city an eternal experience of human creativity."
The man collected his papers and left.
He went by taxi to his island mansion overlooking the fjord where his family were ready for supper.

Tomas Brusell

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