Let there be an aisle of benches leading to the two symmetrical bars on the two sides of the entrance hall.
Let the benches be made out of lines, forcing the perspective into the Holy middle. And let those lines rest on stone. Or concrete.
Let the D’s of DUVEL be symmetrical too. With one mirroring the other.
Let them be embossed in the concrete.
Let the concrete be flexible, be smart, and adapt to the levelled floor.
And on the last day, there came people. They celebrated. And stained.
A mark of use.