Chapter 25
Yotropicolis City: Roman concrete and Icelandic Probiotics
I don't want to be alone, I want to be left alone.
-Audrey Hepburn
Yotropicolis: The living city of future thoughts, a living garden that exists below the “Atta Boys” of revenue. Conceptually this idea has been something we’ve put off for years. A city made entirely out of Roman Concrete and Icelandic probiotics. The opposite of egoistic hedonist layered capitalist covid cake-town. Inspired by pre and post pandemic societal practices which pushed our perimeters and deeply moved us to produce one city. The city is built similar to the pacific sand drip castles, a surprisingly free flow therapeutic methodical playful process. It has been said that some wise humans built their house with the sand glued Roman style. Mirroring the process, we made our own Roman concrete and imported the probiotics from Iceland, because it makes sense to us. We need a new city and new way. Inspired by Çatalhöyük in Turkey, considered by many to be the world's first city, Yotropicolis includes concrete probiotic mud buildings that act as carbon sponges, the city is so dense that inhabitants can walk on the roofs instead of the street. Yotropicolis has a rich culture of figurines, murals and the ability to intersect cultures in the pursuit to ease suffering, an inclusive culture of culture, although it is not mass culture. Corporations don’t exist, people aren’t pimped out in Patagonia, they live in a Patagonian city that de escalates the powers of marketing and materialism while encouraging the arts for all. Yotropicolis comes complete with a huge palace made of "cedar, cypress, juniper, boxwood, mulberry, pistachio wood, and tamarisk" filled with arts and treasure, which is nice to look. These shiny objects of past blood shed hold no value in this city. They have no use, no one owns it, anyone can use it, but no one does. The city is complete with botanical super highways, the vines of the city flower can be used as high rise sidewalk when the tops of the houses are congested. The city is self powered. The people don’t care about anything but the survival of their neighbors and the world around them. The first anti-hero city, where “atta boys” aren’t necessary, the youth are treated as guardians of the future as they should be, everyone loves a baby, until they don’t. In this modern technocratic era, no one loves an adult, in Yotropicolis they actually love adults too, no one sleeps on the sidewalk! Yotropicolis can be seen as a new way. A better way for old to young, animal to tree. The respect has been instilled. Aggressors get concrete boots. The older you get the cooler you are, the more stories you have and the people love to listen. Inhabits of Yotropicolis love aging and dying and never forgetting it’s really all about that.