That place seems awfully small for a BW3. The one downtown is moving, though.
They always mean beautiful things like hummingbirds. I always reply by saying that I think of a little child in east Africa with a worm burrowing through his eyeball. The worm cannot live in any other way, except by burrowing through eyeballs. I find that hard to reconcile with the notion of a divine and benevolent creator. David Attenborough, on crediting God for the wonders of the world.