There’s a beautiful building near my place of work, an old fire station I had noticed for a long time, but until recently had not considered in terms of its history or use today. I simply accepted it for what it was on a superficial level and moved on. Each time I passed, I would notice more and more details – the coroner’s sign over the door, the emblems in tile set into the walls, the glazed wooden gates, the multiple towers – and at some point recently, I fell in love.This is me favourite building