And someone is repainting Eurydike on the underground.

Good! I didn't know they'd removed it! I remember walking along that underpass in my first year of uni and having to slow down so I could read it all, and being awed. I didn't know that it was such an old, mythical katabasis at the time; it felt perfect for disappearing and journeying under London, and whenever I write my London book I am quoting that poem liek whoa.