I know I've heard that aphorism somewhere, but for the life of me, I can't find the citation. Regardless, I was struck with gritty intensity and even "beauty" (of a sort) of this alley the first time I walked it. One feels like Pink Floyd or the Rolling Stones ought to be playing on a rooftop. I love this alley. This may become a series, but so far none of the other alleys I've walked have been so intense and stunning.
