God is dead, the author is dead, history is dead, only the architect is left standing... an insulting evolutionary joke... The cosmetic is the new cosmic. ends Rem Koolhaas postmodern classical on a space stretching out smoothening out all options for diagonality and sneak previews of the outside. Koolhaas brings us a Truman Show world informed by airports, shopping malls and the efficiency of late-capitalism. As always brilliant with words, Junkspace is an almost compulsive litany simultaneously with and against the low of architecture.

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