My impression of Moscow is that it is, on the whole, a fairly ugly city. At least it was when I was there in early October. The sky was gray. The trees had lost their leaves, and were therefore gray. The city was quite gray. But there are these pockets of amazing beauty if you look. This picture summed that feeling up for me. The reflection of the golden onion domes in the puddle on the dirty street. That says "Moscow" to me.