Perhaps a city is a living thing. Each city has its own personality, after all.
Los Angeles is not Vienna. London is not Moscow. Chicago is not Paris. Each city is a collection of lives and buildings and it has its own personality.
So, if a city has a personality, maybe it also has a soul. Maybe it dreams.
I do not fear cities sleeping, stretched out unconscious around their rivers and estuaries, like cats in the moonlight. Sleeping cities are tame and harmless things.
What I fear...is that one day the cities will waken. That some day the cities will rise.
Aside from the obvious fantasy of this (Sandman is after all an urban fantasy series), what do we think of this idea that physical places have personality and soul? Why do you think that we assign what is essentially a congregation of buildings and monuments the qualities of a living thing?