the unfathomable future of cities
Rent doesn't rise by itself.
When I stood in front of it, I felt a shiver of recognition that I knew I would have something to say about Venice after all.
Then I walked to the Metro station through my suburb to what my mother always ironically referred to as its “beating, pulsing heart."
Something interesting sometimes happens, a kind of rupture in the fabric of the Street View universe: the drivers’ faces appear, warped but not blurred.