In Zurich by the Limmat, high-heels click, As shoes of all kinds line the riverside thick. From Crocs to 10XL, a droll sight to see, A permissive place where all footwear is free. The water flows gently, a backdrop serene, Reflecting the sky with a shimmering sheen. But beneath the surface, a distressed soul lurks, A grotesque figure that silently works. The Limmat in Zurich, a place of contrast, Where beauty and darkness always seem to contrast. But amidst the chaos, a sense of peace, A reminder of life's strange, unpredictable tease.