Kyiv, December 2017. This 16 floor building was always the view from my window while I was living in Ukraine. Such a lonely monster in the center of a sleepy area surrounded by the "mere mortals" that were the 5 floor khrushchevkas. But only after my move and then, alas, irregular visits, I began to see what I had not noticed before (everything is relative, huh?), such as the Soviet architecture, which is so characteristic of brutal simplicity, the austerity of forms, and cost-effectiveness of decisions. Looking at this building with new eyes, it dawned on me what a giant beehive it is, how close and densely packed this Cthulhu of super-industrialization is. Standing next to it, I can't help but feel like a concrete tsunami of Plattenbau is about to swallow me. A horrifying beauty.