4/6 J drives me through Plattsburgh, and it is almost calming to recognize the actual structure of a city in it, which wasn’t the case last time, when I only saw two or three roads. And by actual structure of a city I mean: Duckburg. That mysterious structure which I saw in Walt Disney as a child, and now remember. In America I see that which is typical, but I still have almost no sense for the atypical, in Europe it is the other way round.