And, so this it the destination. The glass walled office block, aptly named because it resembles more than anything else just that: a block. Like the kind you may have played with as a small child, stacking one on top of another to make a city, a fortress, an obstacle course. Washington DC, being a city of small tasks, is filled with these office "blocks". Many look quite like the others in their utilitarian starkness. Their blandness. The way they fight each other for anonymity. Their windows look out on reflections of themselves, and their only real saving grace is that there is a mandated limit as to how high they can be built so that they don't quite block out the clouded sky. So that they don't quite block us in.

Stumble It!