now all of the mid-twentieth-century stuff is being torn down for high-rise office and condos, a trend begun at colony square in 1969---here's a little update on the new stuff, except for onyx, which is really not out of the ground yet---
Posted by tomitron at 1/06/2007 04:57:00 PM
Each of us is all the sums he has not counted: subtract us into nakedness and night again, and you shall see begin in Crete four thousand years ago the love that ended yesterday in Texas.
The seed of our destruction will blossom in the desert, the alexin of our cure grows by a mountain rock, and our lives are haunted by a Georgia slattern, because a London cutpurse went unhung. Each moment is the fruit of forty thousand years. The minute-winning days, like flies, buzz home to death, and every moment is a window on all time.
john northbrooke, c. 1570
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