Moscow, Soviet Union, October 1965, Zaryadye district. There is this large building being raised from absolute zero, an ascending brilliance conducted by the hands of alchemy, stonemasonry & molten steel hybridizing what could be initially described as gray politics for the future. It will cast fire, it will turn to dust, as nothing lasts or endures sequential erosion. For every pompous archduke a tight punk noose, pretty please.