Music drifts amidst the sound of fountains. The hum of sound hovering and reverberating in the air. A slight wind shifts sounds across the site and pushes the fountain’s mist onto passersby. There is laughing, squealing, low-lying conversation, footsteps scatter the ground. The sun beams down. Light captures the green glass, finds illumination in the white speckled softness of the colonnade. Shadows respond to the linear trajectory tilting the rigidity of this site’s verticality. Except for the arching water of the fountains, everything orients to corners and angles. There is a serenity in the sounds of the fountains and all sounds are slightly muted within the structure of the colonnade. Water of the fountain rises upwards like the columns then bend and recedes, while the columns remain standing still, tall, upright. There is relief in this juxtaposition of static and motion that disrupts the architectural dominance in this place. 

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