A city that grows encroaching neighbourhoods, in constant state of transition with enormous buildings, surpassing any sense of scale. The periphery constantly becoming central. Prime space demolished. In this perfectly aseptic cityscape, are spaces in-between buildings a nuisance? In narrow hallways, under flyovers, and wherever there is space available, the real city fabric is able to manifest itself and create a much needed diversity. These spaces serve as a reminder that attempts to rationalise the beautiful complexity of life lead to miserable failure.