The City Works · address 03 of 07 · Noon, 12:15 PM
The Viaduct
A mile of glass over the streets.
A mile of glass over the streets.
A garden walk, warm from end to end.
Imagined with AI · a proposal, not a planned project
The hour
Noon, and after dark
The same spot, twice. Take hold of the line and change the hour.


Imagined with AI · a proposal, not a planned project
Today
The same ground, built right
A disused railway viaduct, as it is now, and as it could be. Pull today aside.


Imagined with AI · a proposal, not a planned projectThe same camera, twice.
The wall label
Every city has a viaduct nobody uses. Here its arches are filled, the machines in every other one behind pale stone and the neighborhood's warm rooms in the rest, and along its top, where the tracks were, a glasshouse promenade runs a mile through the district. Warm from end to end, it is the longest garden in the city, with the rooftops on both sides.
The promenade: the longest garden in the city, warm from end to end.
Imagined with AI · a proposal, not a planned project. The ground and the megawatts are the proposal’s own.