Nowhere in the narration does Marco Polo say that the carpet is a direct representation of Eudoxia; rather, the carpet seems to be a representation of Eudoxia because people want it to seem that way—once again, people’s perspectives change how they look at the city. However, this city takes things a step further by casting doubt on whether the carpet truly is divine, or if people are just imposing artificial significance on it. The idea that Eudoxia is the map of the universe is far less comforting, given how confusing, dirty, and doomed the city sounds.