Self-Marinating ? No! In a skyscraper ? No!

A glass tower—sleek, efficient, built to boil chaos into clarity. Floor by floor, it defines and refines the raw unfiltered system ! Flawless—until I began tracing the pipes.

The waste chute—meant to dump absurdities, insecurities, and half-baked epiphanies—had a curl in hiccup!

Instead of flushing, it recycles; turning a 400 ft perspective into intuition!

A pickle jar of self-referential nonsense! Recursion ? No, that’s just a question and discovery process!

I’m not thinking; I’m crying!

The upgrade? Not My Circus mentality! What? A fire escape.

Now the excess pride | ego, the over-salted drama, gets dipped in the fire again! Straight into the city’s noise; where it belongs. The view from the top? Crisp. Unseasoned. Uncensored? 1800 ft ? 6000ft? 10000!

Architect’s note: Self-awareness is just plumbing.