Walking home in the rain in the night in the summer is particularly beautiful particularly after one too many cocktails with someone excellent. The roads shine with so many reflected lights you know you're somewhere full of life even though it's raining and it's night and you caught the almost last metro. I love the shining streets. The feeling that all that muck might be washed away. The knowledge that soon you will be inside. Hoping that the men in the park will be ok.