The four co-op buildings at the tail end of Grand Street are not particularly pretty. They stand like heavy, intrusive blocks of bricks and cement in a neighborhood where, over the centuries, a great deal of effort had been invested in creating lovely facades and fancy entryways even for buildings intended to house poor immigrants who bathed in the kitchen sink and relieved themselves in the hallway toilet. The co-op buildings are ugly in a very particular way, their ugliness rooted in the philosophy of socialized housing circa 1920’s Vienna and Moscow. Why the working man had to shun outer expressions of beauty in favor of straight-lined prison-cell like structures is beyond me, but, apparently, he did.
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Soviet Grandeur
by
Yori Yanover
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