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This is the essence of architecture, revealed to the eye of a gentle donkey. In an unlucky strike - it is all the photographer’s fault - the eye morphs into a glaringly dead pupil reproduced on a cigarette box. But why is this the essence of architecture? Because the architect pulls himself together and makes it pile up. He places layer upon layer, creates a solid column that will carry the building, stand on its own or in a row with other columns. At the same time, he lets go, allows it all to spread out in a stony cataract. The essence of architecture is the sphincter. …