The theatre district had its good end and its bad end. The good end was 
exactly what and where it had been for centuries. The bad end was a vertical 
rather than a horizontal development, being a couple of old office skyscrapers 
now fallen into disreputable uses. Like many such structures they were 
remarkably unpleasant to look at, but from the point of view of a ractive 
company, they were ideal. They had been designed to support a large number of 
people working side by side in vast grids of semiprivate cubicles.