Master of the universe, lord of the plans, king of the blueprints.
His domain: a sprawling metropolis of angular lines and boxy shapes.
His style: a fusion of Bauhaus and Brutalism, with a dash of Soviet-era functionality.
A network of tunnels and passageways hidden beneath the city's surface.
Where the city's inhabitants flee from the aesthetic tyranny of the surface world.
Discreet, hidden spaces where the city's elite store their art.
Where the art is as brutal as the architecture.
But, of course, the galleries are always open to those who know where to look.
Secret Galleries of the UndergroundWhere the art is as raw as the concrete.
Where the patrons are as pretentious as the art.
But the views are always worth the risk of getting caught.