Can you guess which European city this is?

How come no-one ever told me about Buenos Aires? As a seasonally-distraught, occasionally poverty-stricken but happily self-employed (I’d honestly rather starve than take most jobs for which I’m qualified) person rather unhappily residing in the midwestern U.S., it’s time for my once-every-few-years obsession with a new place to live. Go ahead, cry for me, Argentina. Because I can’t afford to visit right now, and I think it’s about to blizzard where I am. I first got curious about about B.A. when I read about filming that was being done there. The city in the background of the short films shot there kept looking disturbingly familiar, yet strange at the same time. Was that some east-coast city? Somewhere in Europe? No, it was the “Paris of South America”. Check out WUBA (What’s Up Buenos Aires) for the American ex-pat view of hip BA pop culture. That’s where I ran across the amazing performance art troupe Fuerzabruta and the quirky latin techno folk artist Gaby Kerpel. So let’s go. Apparently things are cheap, the transit is literally green, and you get to kiss people all the time.