He can have his name on that ugly-ass building; that way everybody knows who to boo.

It's not even tacky bad, it's bad bad. That column on the corner that's half fake marble, half fake brick? Why? Worried a single fake marble or fake brick column might look too real? Ugh. And it's next door to the Rosebud and right across the street from a real gem of a bank building, however run-down. Sandwiched between two beautiful pieces of architecture. It's like biting into a lovely-looking cake and finding a layer of dried potpourri. Can't say as I'm a fan.