But I’m Bluer Than Blue
Sadder than sad
You’re the only light
This empty room has ever had
Life without you is gonna be
Bluer than blue*
For me, all that deep, pure blue with the crisp white trim brings back fond memories of childhood sports team uniforms. How do you admire Fifteen Twenty One? Because, as the web site proclaims, “It’s telling that a community designed exclusively for the confident few would be admired by so many.”
Looks may be deceiving, but the photo above makes me think “see-through office.” Back in pre-bust days Opus presold 138 of the 143 units, but I doubt anyone would be surprised to see more buyers backing out.
The city is a place of acute contrasts, both in time and space. Walk south on 2nd Ave from the Fifteen Twenty One entrance, and the next building you pass houses the Seattle and King County Needle Exchange Program.
*Lyrics to Bluer Than Blue by Michael Johnson