Topic kickoffs:Our urban edifices... evidences both analytical and anecdotal show that tall buildings make us detached from both eachother and our wider perception of the environment - that is, by extension of definition, crazy. So why do we persist in oppressing ourselves by our urban environment? Are we analogizing the Sublime here?Is experiencing peril safely an expression of feelings of ineffectuality? Does the experience reinforce or negate these feelings?
It's because they're spatially efficient, among other reasons.
But does a compressed floor-area ratio make you feel happy?
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