This is my in depth paragraphs (1000 word) on my city 'Leupina'. Take a read!
Leupina is a city of iconography, a city of advertisement and most certainly a willing captive to our imaginations. Nestled between the high arches and mountains in the Swiss alps and the lake with its active harbours, it features many establishments such as its two shopping centres, advanced ski facilities and in the summer, hiking trails that go on for hours across the landscape. A developed high street provides charming accommodations, plus cafe's, restaurants and further along the way high fashion branded shops selling clothes shoes accessories and pretty much anything under the rainbow with a pretty tag and pre-packaging. There is particularly large mountain right next to the city which shelters it from the harsher weather during the winters, while also increasing its curiosity value by a million. Surprisingly the location is strangely isolated, with no neighbouring city in sight, made even more interesting by the fact its existence is so well known, yet its true nature remains so convoluted and mysterious. Such a place is utterly desirable as a resort of activities such as skiing, socialising and especially shopping. But beside the obvious, there is a defining factor that bring in the tourists, which dominates every area of the city more so than many other place in the world.
Colourful advertisements spill from every nook and cranny of this city, and the people living there especially pride themselves with the ownership of the biggest and best advertisements that symbolise the power of economy by the establishing companies. The true nature of these advertisers and businessmen couldn't have any better comparison than that of an arms race of products and services, it doesn't even matter what the subject matter is, as long as it outnumbers the opposition. The lesser communities within the city constantly seek out the most prominent places to advertise within the city, the bigger, the higher, the better. The tallest parts of the business sector and the neighbouring mountain are normally plastered with advert material ranging from posters, boards, lights and even wilder signage from the rivalling mega companies inhabiting the skyscrapers near the harbour. As a result of this, the mountain has the effect of a single wall of graffiti facing the city, with many different artists competing for the attentions of anyone who looks anywhere near them, resulting in a perpetual white noise for the eyes.. Visually the city has character like none you've ever seen before.
Through careful examination of the many complex walls within the city, you can see some indication of the original foundations, one of the biggest and oldest of these structures is a strangely western looking castle, in whose walls have been embedded high street shops, those walls have obtusely plastered with a mixture of old and new adverts, disguising the true nature of its state. There is an odd sealed wall roughly in the shape of a drawbridge that has had several posters tentatively pasted upon it by delinquent artists to the disdain of their peers. To the knowledge of experts, no one is completely sure what is contained within the sealed doorway, but broader analysis of the surrounding area, the much desired high street to the broader demographic, does seem to take the form of some kind of courtyard, in which the 'Pelikun' fountain must have taken center stage in at some point; no trace of a royal family seems to remain in the public eye. Some like to theorise that the same royal family now take up residence in the business sector to make up at least one of the mega companies, which seem to be perpetually warring against one another, which at the same time could mean that the city could legally be in a state of civil war. Others like to say that the same royal family is asleep within the walls of the castle, and mustn't be disturbed until a time of utmost crisis emerges, whereupon they will re-obtain their original powers over the realm to guide them back to purity. Suffice to say, people are not inclined to believe the latter, but it is the most utilised story matter for tourists.
The city itself has plenty to show within it borders, with its open plan areas, and accessibility with the help of a tram system for all, tourists and residents alike.With paradise like this what's not to like? You could complain as to the sometimes deafening noise in some of the more desirable sections of the city such as the 'Pelikun' fountain with its massive shopping centre, which can not only be crowded but very expensive to hang around. Or the sanctity of the 'SQUIGG' park hill, in which the more average residents go to reserve themselves from the constant visual exposure of advertising practise, often to the disdain of tourists who find the hill a perfect vantage to admire that very offending factor. some people would prefer to turn a blind eye to the lesser advertising practises conducted by the sign spinners and cereal mascots. And maybe one would be the wiser to avoid the outskirts of the city in which reside the bust and bankrupt, those who were excluded from their own community since they couldn't keep up with the intensity within the city walls.
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