The Altar of Lost Ideals

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The champagne in the crystal flutes of the Plaza Hotel tasted of ozone and desperation. It was 1924, and New York was a fever dream of gold leaf and jazz. Julian stood at the center of the ballroom, his tailored tuxedo a suit of armor against the void. He was the darling of the architectural world, a man who promised to build a city of light, where the geometry of the buildings would cure the...

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