Environmental Graffiti

Architects Who Had Breasts on their Mind

The article was proving hard to get to grips with. Fingers cramped from repeated clicking, retinas burned by pixels formed into many shapes and sizes, brain fried from over stimulation, the lonely writer laboured on, all but spent. Image search after image search was yielding many a distraction or two, but the deadline was looming larger still. It was too late to shirk from the knockers now.

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