I used to say that in the rain, especially in winter-time, that London felt like Gotham City. In retrospect it really doesn’t. And certainly not compared with New York – where it most certainly does.
Dark streets, looming high-rise buildings, tramps huddled in corners, inconspicuous subway entrances that descend into grimy subway stations, lots of rather wild-eyed people scurrying past you (especially at night), that sense of security within the buildings, beyond the door, beyond the gate-keeper – rather than being out on the street.
I believe that Chicago is often mooted as the city Gotham was modelled on, but New York must also have been an inspiration.
There is a darkness beneath the decadence. An underworld. You glimpse it now and again.