Architectural details are not the limbs of architecture — they're the personality. Thanks to them, the streets of Hartford crowd with flirts, snobs, scoundrels, busybodies, dreamers, rebels and dandies, and that's before you even get inside the houses.
In an 1872 Hartford Courant, a man calling himself only "a practical stone cutter" asked: "Can there be an American Architecture?" Critics fussily wrote back: "We are not an art people here in Connecticut; it is opposed to all the principles of our plain Puritan life."
The houses of Hartford beg to differ. Here is a selection of the pleasantly preening spotlight hogs that render the living space of the Insurance City anything but drab.
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