Tokyo is, unlike the Western city, an anthropomorphized city where the merely human is emphasized. The Western city, by contrast, emphasizes the more-than-human monumental,
Tokyo is a city lacking of zoning – no slums and no ghettos, no good and bad sides of the tracks, no strictly industrial areas, no rigorously residential districts.
Tokyo is a city guided by the doughnut phenomenon: the daytime population of the inner wards of the city is six times higher than the population at night.
Tokyo is a city constructed upon the principle of tract rather than line. The actual finding of an address is a matter of navigating in more or less the right direction, and asking aid and comfort upon approaching the bourne.
Tokyo is a city giving off the feeling of unreality to a Westerner because their assumptions concerning urban grammar are not there to be read. The buildings do not ‘fit’ the streets.
Tokyo is not a city to speak or in terms or beauty in any conventional terms, but it has a magic all its own. It takes you by the neck, shakes you, turns you inside out and then only slowly does it reveal its heart.