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So I return and look up again.
February 21, 2007 11:26 PM | Permalink
I'm fascinated with the glass ceilings/floors as well. Brings back memories -- as I child I couldn't possibly imagine what kind of secret museum things were going on up there. (Or how one got up there! I always imagined it was through that funny shaped little door on the third floor.)
I hadn't thought about the little door. Hmmm...