"There is the blueprint" by michael edson Someone puts his eye to a crack in a fence, he sees cranes pulling up other cranes, scaffoldings that embrace other scaffoldings, beams that prop up other beams. ‘What meaning does your construction have?’ he asks. ‘What is the aim of a city under construction unless it is a city? Where is the plan you are following, the blueprint?’‘We will show it to you as soon as the working day is over; we cannot interrupt our work now,’ they answer.Work stops at sunset. Darkness falls over the building site. The sky is filled with stars. ‘There is the blueprint,’ they say. — The city of Thekla, From Invisible Cities by Italo Calvino.