As a kid I found those buildings stacked in harmony at the horizon are enchanting, in a way that made me wake up early every morning and stare at them for a few minutes. They seemed like connecting the present to the unknown future and the massive distance added a pinch of mystery to them. I still remember the sound of cement mixers and iron plates sizzling while construction workers non-stop moving all around in a regular pace. The outcome resonance filled out the space with echoes that sort of intimidated me, however it transformed the whole atmosphere and turned the shallow scene decently and dynamically alive. I observed them until the day when they were demolished.

1990