Historic city center

“This is the historic center of the city! - The mayor made a broad gesture with his hand out the window and fixed his unblinking gaze on the members of the commission on town planning and architecture. - What futuristic building? The residents won't allow it!”
The author of the project for the new aerospace corporation building walked over to the screen and turned on the first slide of the presentation.
“I completely agree with the mayor that this is the historic center of the city. - He said. - And in this city is buried a historical figure - the master of the Paris guild of jewelers, Chevalier of the Legion of Honor Peter Carl Faberge. By the way, the requirements for the building are explicitly stated in the tender documents”
The architect picked up the file folder and read:
“The building should remind the residents of the city of the personalities who brought glory to our great city.”
“But Fabergé was born, lived and created in the Russian Empire. In our city he is only buried.” - The mayor looked around at the commissioners, searching for support
“And Karl died in Switzerland. - The architect put the folder on the table. - But willed himself to be buried in our city. And now part of the glory of his works of art will forever be an integral part of our city.”
The director of the city's Department of Architecture took the floor.
“I have scrutinized your project. - She said. - The building represents a kind of hybrid of a Faberge egg and a spaceship on the launching pad. Isn't that too avant-garde a design?”
Few noticed the architect and the head of the aerospace corporation glanced at each other.
The architect adjusted his tie and switched the slide.
“Yes, indeed, we decided to emphasize in the form of the building both the city's historical narrative and the corporation's affiliation with advanced rocket technology. - He said. - The shape of the rocket at the spaceport, colored at night with 3D illumination, will give the city a unique charm comparable only to the Christmas Eiffel Tower.
The argument in favor of competition with the symbol of the country finally inclined the members of the commission in favor of the project.
After the vote and brief congratulations, the head of the corporation and the architect got into a limousine and went to the headquarters.
On the way, the head of the corporation lit a cigar and winked at the architect
“My heart twitched when the lady started talking about the rocket. - He said. - I even wondered if she had a clue.”
“Well sir, the launch pad for the escape shuttle will be deep underground. - The architect sipped vintage brandy from a flute. - And the building is just a beautiful shell for our new headquarters on the Côte d'Azur.”

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