Living in this city is a dislocating experience. There are ghosts all around, of buildings and lives that no longer exist, while new ones are in the process of construction everywhere and are only embryos of potential. At the same time, it is a future, a destiny of other cities which are already doomed to go through something like this. My own San Francisco shares its past and probable future. Christchurch, while noisy and busy, seems also somehow frozen in its moment. Its people are seized and traumatized by events. It is the hexagram of Shock from the I Ching.