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Your signal is always the strongest;
your picture always comes through clear;
your frequency is always what I am in-tune with;
your content is always new-
but I would watch you, and I do watch you every day,
on repeat.

Your look is fantastic as it is
and never needs to be refreshed;
your ideas and dreams are the characters of a drama
with whom I imagine myself interacting with,
and in a world I would love to live in;
your taste is sublime,
and like a great meal,
every course of you is a feast.

You show me so much every day,
I simply have to look at you and I am already off
on an adventure in my mind;
you tell me and teach me something every day-
a mere glance in your direction is like staring
at an intense explosion of light,
who and which to someone else would be powerful enough
to send them blind.

I am addicted to you, and I have been for a while.
I would choose to be the moderator of your fan club,
and I would proudly wear a t-shirt with my love for you on it
and never hide away or live in denial.

I take notice and I record everything you broadcast;
I think about you even when you are right in front of me,
and the time when I can’t, nor anyone,
can take my attention away from you goes by
and makes my heart beat so fast.

When you fill my screen and talk directly to me,
and no one else, in true and vibrant colour
and in infinite and ultra-definition;
when you blur away the rest of the world
and suck me in, every episode of you
always brings me to the conclusion
that you are the most important gift in my life,
of that there could never be any confusion.

Your voice carries farther than radio;
your message is more hypnotic than television;
your name and your face is what I see repeated everywhere I go;
your energy is like that of the explosion
that is ignited to launch and propel a spacecraft
on a long and deep-space mission.

You are someone I could never just turn on
and not watch every second of,
and just leave to be, like moving wallpaper-
because you are like a window to so much
and so many wonders;
of all the magical sights in this world that I have seen,
you are and you will always be my favourite view.
You are my favourite station of destination
that I never want to leave,
and you can rest assured that any and every time
I want to scan and be in-tune with anyone,
I will always choose to be watching and in-awe
of Channel U.

From the rooftops of London,
to the market squares of Belize;
from the skyscrapers of New York City,
to the districts of downtown Los Angeles-
the streets are art of the most exquisite kind,
what wonders there are to be found around every corner-
it would be a crime to be blind.

From the inspired graffiti of Banksy,
to the spectacular neon-light metropolis of Tokyo;
from the beautiful avenues of Paris,
to the Las Vegas strips illuminated hotels and casinos.
The art of our cities and towns is ever-present in its architecture,
you can see a buildings story in the colour of its bricks;
the art that has always been there
and the art that has built-up over time
melds together harmoniously to the artistic eye,
as if it was always meant to have been mixed.

From the multi-coloured facades of Portobello Road in London,
to the wavy pavements of Copacabana in Rio de Janeiro;
from the sizzling streets of Miami beach,
to the ancient suburbs of Cairo-
amazing man-made creations show off, in full-display,
humanities limitless innovation, creativity, and inspiration:
from expressions of remembrance, to the statues of our heroes-
every detail of every landmark is worthy of exploration.

The streets of our cities are like the neurons of a brain,
constantly transmitting information and details about everything
that is connected to its network;
the art of our cities streets is always on the move,
being made and remade, over and over again-
from advertisements, to the colours that people choose to wear for work.
Every street on our planet is electric and interesting
for all sorts of reasons,
and the streets of every city keep the beat of modern society
going like a heart;
all the streets are vibrant and telling,
and like anywhere you look in a gallery,
everywhere you look in any city on Earth
you will see that the streets are art.

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