I took a call in the middle of all those shoes, this evening. An old, old friend of mine in Sydney. As we chatted, I naturally went outside for a smoke as well.
This building was right at the crossroads.
Where's the signal, Batman?
I dunno - I really wonder what the architect was thinking when he proposed this design. It looks like it's been dropped onto a large patch of land, surrounded by low buildings and restored WWII shophouses. And it's only been around for 5? 7? years? It's not as old as it looks.
Architects with poor taste in design and an inability to harmonise their buildings with environments should be dragged outside and shot. Multiple times.
Either that or have their designs tattooed on their foreheads.
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