Cardiff, Wales. One of the few places in the world that felt like a Real City while also having its own distinct culture and feel. Every other city I’ve been to feels like the same sort of dull corpo-district monoculture.
Old Montreal also has a bit of this, but only the central city areas, the outside periphery quickly devolves back into the “this could be anywhere in North America (version francaise)”
My grandfather had a stroke at 81. He did not in fact become an asshole, he just got a little slower and spent less time working on his old truck. This is 100% on fetterman for having shitty opinions and being bitterly dug in. I don’t think it’s fair to all the wonderful people affected by strokes to give him that out.