Zuidas Amsterdam

This is how birds see the Zuidas and the people who work there. Men and women sit behind the tall glass windows of their offices or take a seat on one of the white benches on the sunny square. Here's where the deals get done, where credits are extended and complex products are traded. Or not, as may be, for the financial crisis is still in full swing. Where once green fields stretched out into the distance, now the skyline is dominated by modern high-rise. The world seem malleable from here, in every detail one can see traces of the human hand. From these offices people try to bend the world beyond the Zuidas to their will. And quite often they’ll succeed as well. The bird flying overhead stares its eyes out. Money as an end in itself, and money as a means of bettering the word. How did the story go?