" Crack, crack—crack, crack—crack, crack—so this is Paris! quoth I (continuing in the same mood)—and this is Paris!—humph!—Paris! cried I, repeating the name the third time—
The first, the finest, the most brilliant—
—The streets however are nasty;
But it looks, I suppose, better than it smells—crack, crack—crack, crack— "

― Laurence Sterne , The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman