The year most of my high school friends and I got our driver's permits the coolest thing one could do was stand outside after school and twirl one's car keys like a lifeguard whistle. That jingling sound meant freedom and power.
I guess we all like to be recognized not for one piece of fireworks but for the ledger of our daily work.
All architecture is great architecture after sunset perhaps architecture is really a nocturnal art like the art of fireworks.
