So Marky Mark:

How do you deal with a big bright blue sky and a city with very few charm points in it's design?

Seems like at dawn and dusk and night it has character.  They must have conceived of this place at night or when the weather was funky.  So on some days the city ceases to exist for the most part.  Perhaps to go off to some other dimension.  At this point in my life I can find that slightly entertaining and I can toy with the idea that this place can cause people to disappear as if it were some kind of prison.  Yep.