This building used to dazzle me with its glorious hideousness every time I was passing by. Monday to friday, two times a day, for twelve years. Never enough.
Corpse of the gone world
Post-soviet propaganda.
I find astonishing and indescribable beauty in
wreckages of joylessly gray-coloured,
yet enchanting world of steel and concrete.
Ghosts of wicked times are calling for absolution.
Sit beside me, let's listen.
Matt, 19 y.o, Poland.
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