A single geometric figure stands firmly in the ground. This upright rectangular prism with several bars up and down and in between is empty now. Its purpose is unknown. Perhaps it is to be admired at night for its artistic glow or for the way the wind blows through each opening with such ease. Maybe this figure made of steel and brass is a metaphor, a metaphor for this city, which was once built on industry but is left stripped with only bars up and down and in between. However, this figure that stands firmly holds the bodies of small children in the summer months. They wrap their small fingers and plant their feet on this figure for support. This city wraps her small fingers and plants her feet looking for support from her residents.