A journey down the streets of Tel-Aviv, between governmental and institutional buildings, exposes the location of a white tower, also named “Marganith”. The tower, which is located on the “Qirya” military base, seems to mark the center of the city. Along this journey, buildings intermittently expose the tower or entirely block our view of it.
The Jewish Agency, the Tel-Aviv Museum, the Histadrut building, all protect us from the tower – and perhaps, defend it from us. A song of unrequited love to Marganith, it is also a song of unrequited love to a city walled at heart.