"They do it over and over, day in and day out, every day of every week. You get the picture. City folk already lack in spirit as it is, so they really only do what they must and not anything more. Then, as they do it for longer, they lose interest in it and turn their eyes to nature and other things relaxing. Like travelling. Some turn to women, some turn to alcohol, some do this and some do that. They stop caring about what they do and they start living only for the relaxation at the end of the day. The hustle and bustle remains, but it isn't as hustley and bustley as it should be. Or at least, if you ask me." Link grasped onto the branch and let his legs slip, pulling himself up with his arms and straddling the branch before swinging the other leg over. "And the hustle and bustle isn't terribly big to begin with, anyway."