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Lots of open space, floor to ceiling glass walls, pools, multiple chairs...it's easy to imagine life constantly surrounded by happy friends and family.

The reality is often more BoJack Horseman than most will admit though. A giant entropy bucket doesn't matter in the long run if you don't empty it. (Not emptying it is often a defense mechanism from not being able to produce enough "life energy" so it's hoarded.)

A large entropy bucket is like a large battery. Buying such a house for most people is like buying a 40 miles scooter when you only travel 5 miles day to day. You don't fully utilize its storage and discharge capacity. But... you can imagine all your vagabond adventures.

Or more specifically... you can imagine other people imagining all your adventures... mmm.. feels good...

What distinguishes a house vs a home is that a home builds roots. Like a tree house. If you've lived somewhere and don't feel like you've actually placed down roots then you're not in a 'home'. You're in a Grand Central Terminal in a Big City trying to Get Somewhere.

I think a "Failed City" is one that fails to get you to "Your Destination". As a compensation mechanism most cities use marketing to become "The Destination". Then they don't actually have to deal with the responsibility of directing the movement of life energy.

They just have to grow and grow and grow, becoming a giant glass anti-entropy bucket. "There's (potentially) STUFF to do here. ™"

The glass house aesthetic is a Nexus aesthetic, not a Home aesthetic. It's the seeking of the journey, not a solace from the journey.