There’s a curious thing that happens with buildings around the area I’m from in Scotland. The colder, damper weather demands that when you build houses, you don’t leave as much raw brickwork exposed to the elements as you might in the South.
As a result, a lot of the houses have roughcast on the outside. But after a while, the damp still seeps in, and begins to stain underneath the top floor window sills. As a result, in a certain light, the buildings look like they’re crying. Rows upon rows of bawling homes.
Sometimes what seems like a sensible short term solution has unfortunately long term consequences.