I spent most of my first year in Seattle living in my grandmother's basement and working nights. The Seattle I came to know as an adult was peaceful, devoid of traffic, and moved at a slow pace. I would now say that in comparison to, say, Chicago, Seattle does run at a somewhat slower pace, but I now know that the traffic is a force to be reckoned with and that it's really no more peaceful than most big cities (here we could digress into the definition of "big city," but whatever).
I took this picture when I was wandering around the Pike Place Market. So different during the night. So... peaceful.
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