Rising from the forested hills on the edge of Tbilisi, the Ministry of Highways feels less like a building and more like an idea made solid — a radical composition of concrete slabs suspended midair, stacked with impossible confidence. Designed in 1975, it embodies a moment when architecture aimed to float above the landscape, not dominate it. Seeing it in person, surrounded by trees and silence, the structure felt suspended in time — a relic of utopian ambition still clinging to the hillside.
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