"Now, where the waste was...rise to the sky a thousand glittering towers and minarets, graceful, stately and imposing. The morning sun looks down on these as it might upon the magically realized dream of a poet or painter." *
"strip of glistering sand, with the blue waves curling at its back..." *
The magic is hidden, but you can feel it's still there. "dreampark" is only a feeling, no trace on the ground of what it used to be, it remains a fantasy...
* Delirious new york, Rem Koolhaas
