It is like no other building in New York. Huge, cantilevered stories jut outward rather than recede, as in most commercial buildings. The ground floor is cut off from the street by a sunken sculpture garden, already dubbed "the Moat," spanned by a partially canopied bridge. As last week's opening-night throng of 4,000 quickly discovered, such architectural novelty has certain distinct advantages. Arriving in the pelting rain, the guests had no sooner ducked under the stone canopy than they discovered that the bridge ahead of them (see opposite) was bone dry, sheltered...
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