This may not look like something to feel happy and optimistic. I myself can’t understand why I feel a strange warmth when cycling by the rough Aylesbury Estate in South London. These crumbling huge estates grow some sort of nostalgia in me that contradicts any article one might have read about in the last 20 years… They’re like titans from a distant past when architecture was obviously thought opposite than we do now. It’s a pleasure experiencing them before they completely disappear. – Augustine