Boy, that’s a lot of window:
“…large windows and unusual highly glassy appearance were a statement of class and privilege.”
You see, you can reason with car thieves, sometimes.
Our BofA Building, the largest in Frisco, is known by one and all as “Triple Five Cal” AFAIK, but there was an effort to start calling it the Triple Nickel not too long ago. Oh, and Donald Trump owns a piece of it, so that explains the “sort of.”
Anyway, the whole sawtoothed design on the exterior was so that every windowed office was a corner office. See?
(Afore the Carnelian Room went out of biz I sat for dinner in one of these corners on the second highest floor – San Francisco Magazine (the actual physical magazine) had a coupon (made of cardboard, an insert) inside what said “Complete Dinner For Two” for just $49.95. “Score,” I said. 180 degrees of window, man. Ah memories. I suppose I had the same view as all the office workers. Impressive, sure. The view, that is.)
But how do you clean the windows – like this, with a giant telescoping arm what needs to jut out more and more as the workers descend?
Wow, a little scary…
South of Market skid row:
on the corner of Crack Den Ave, and Homeless Urine Drive
my car in a lot that states ‘DO NOT LEAVE VALUABLES IN CAR’ all over the place (which gives you an indication of how safe this part of town is)
It looks like this: