A dead mall
The first time I walked into Pacific Place in the early 2000s, I was definitely left in awe. I was bathed in sunlight from the large crescent shaped skylight hovering over the center of the mall while the natural glow coming through shined on the muted earth-tones and faux marble tiles above and around me. There was a Barney’s New York, a Barnes & Noble, and rather large Tiffany’s that seemed to be hidden behind a vault-like entrance. At the time, Seattle was very new to me and I was basking in this greatest of finds.