“There
is
nothing
more
poetic
and
terrible
than
the
skyscrapers'
battle
with
the
heavens
that
cover
them.
Snow,
rain,
and
mist
highlight,
drench,
or
conceal
the
vast
towers,
but
those
towers,
hostile
to
mystery
and
blind
to
any
sort
of
play,
shear
off
the
rain's
tresses
and
shine
their
three
thousand
swords
through
the
soft
swan
of
the
fog.”
~Federico
Garcia
Lorca~ |
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