看不见的城市

Calvino's use of short, poetic descriptions creates a tapestry of visions. I wonder if this was inspired by his interest in dreams or memory.

The descriptions evoke so much emotion without traditional storytelling. It's like each city reflects a different facet of human experience.

The book made me think about how our surroundings influence our identity. Do you think Calvino was suggesting that cities are projections of our minds?