If you’ve followed my blog for a bit, you’ll know that I anthropomorphize quite a bit. Inanimate objects, in my mind, have personalities and feelings. They talk to each other and to us. One only has to take the time to look in order to hear and truly see them.
The Great American Tower, the newest kid on the block, likes to remind all the other buildings, he is king. Being the tallest, he is constantly looking down on the other buildings. His favorite thing to do is a stare down with the older buildings in town. Annoyed by his childish games, they try to ignore him. However, once being the king themselves, they are drawn into the silent battle and compelled by inner childhood memories to teach this whippersnapper a lesson.