The Union Bank of California looks so different from far away. Shorter, less imposing, less fascist even. Whenever I see it up close, I have the feeling it's watching, that decisions are being made from above, anonymous fingers typing deletions and additions to my permanent record, keys clicking, phones ringing, voices conspiring inside closed office doors.
And then I see it from far away, and it just looks like a tower turned inside out, its elevator shaft on the outside.