Every camera, every mirrored glass façade--a ritual of being watched. Not for safety, but for performance containment. Architecture whispers obedience not with walls, but with what it permits you to imagine as invisible.
Entry points proliferate. Access does not. Control masquerades as openness--glass lobbies ∩ biometric thresholds ∩ elevators with no buttons. You are meant to arrive but not belong.
Urban design rehearses the aesthetic of ruin. A broken stairwell, fenced off. A non-functioning fountain. The ruin is curated: decay as deterrent, not entropy. It says: do not assemble here.