The lake is the one thing the city cannot shape. The shoreline has a patched platform, breakwalls and a seawall; from the South Shore the skyline is seen 'across the water'.
From the books
“Along the lakefront, a thin seam of teal pulsed steady, a stubborn line of observation refusing to comply.”
Part 1, Chapter 1: Frequency Break, p. 23
“Renee turned her head toward the southern horizon of the city, beyond the polished observation zones of the Central Loop, beyond the tourist-safe gradients, toward the places where architecture still carried scars because people still insisted on remembering together.”
Part 1, Chapter 4: Cloud Gate Choir, p. 90
“When it struck the breakwalls along the South Shore, it did not strike like a metronome.”
Part 1, Chapter 9: Don't Pull Too Hard, p. 193
“The farther you went from the polished bands, the less the city tried to help you.”
Part 1, Chapter 9: Don't Pull Too Hard, p. 195
“Across the water, a thin veil of haze had appeared, faint as fog on glass.”
Part 1, Chapter 9: Don't Pull Too Hard, p. 196
