In the Future

For years, we try to envision what a city is. How it is supposed to be, expending time asking ourselves if everything fits optimally to our simple routines. A city, a big city, the city of our dreams, it turns out to be a plan, which finds itself in an undefinable status of ongoing construction. What is the effect of the architectonic design of this dream-city on our minds? Does perfection drive us nuts? Why, living this future city that was envisioned for us impose artificial elements, unnatural symmetric structures, and suffocating feelings of constant stress, solitude and purposeless? From Berlin, Germany, where still hopes for a new better future…