Urban house Jirkov

Night after night, groups of young people gather here, those for whom even three melatonin pills couldn’t grant a peaceful sleep. The colorful glow of the GridDrift arcade reflects in their eyes and in dreams that never come a place where weary students can briefly escape the weight of everyday life and where adolescents find refuge from the world. On the arcade’s balcony, its lines tracing the orientation of the entire block, sage-green railings contour the structure. Here, wealth is not measured by the material grandeur of a palace, but by the freedom to move within one’s own space and the connection from every room to the world