Now housing was urgently required and this was a fine place to build; some small perception, a minimal intelligence, a leavening of art could have made it enchanting. The place was complex, but it was made uniform. It had contained many delights, but these were obliterated. It has represented much that people had come far to seek, but this satisfaction to the spirit was denied to those who needed it most.
I was too late. Memory that had been pleasure was now a goad.