Between the flat whites and the white flats, this just is.
This Auckland, concrete stone. Hardened! as a natural conclusion! : Karangahape.
180 years on, architect-ish poet Gabi Maffey personifies Karangahape's ornamental exterior. Leaking buildings speaking, as part of the Auckland Fringe Festival. Ripened! Like the banquet of a jilted bride! As sister Queen Street and sister Ponsonby got hitched to banksman and obedience, Karangahape beamed yellowing teeth toward a discourse that has gone without.
"I am here because they can afford me. Can you afford me?"
- Auckland. anglo-saxon: 'oak' land. land of timber, land of resource, land of export and exploit.
"Then, when a legacy becomes desirable...who gets to live there then?"
- Karangahape Road.