my friend jackie was in town on a conference and they put her in a serviced apartment in a gleaming high rise in Southbank. i visited her last night before we caught a tram into st kilda for dinner. the photo in this entry is of her with two of the blocks in the background.
I’d never actually been inside one of those 50 story apartment blocks and i was shocked by how closely set the apartments were, how small and soulless the interiors were and how little privacy or views of the sky could be had.
I quipped that I found it difficult to believe that its inhabitants would breed under those conditions but it was only half in jest.
Seriously, how can people live in these things?