Long hallways devoid of color turn and twist, maze-like. Framed pictures line the walls, but they offer nothing to brighten the space. Generic collections of people, appropriately diverse, smile vacantly at visitors. An effort has been made to incorporate natural light, but very little succeeds at gaining entry. There is no music, but occasional warnings and messages sound overhead. Staff rush past avoiding eye contact. When pressed, they offer tired smiles. They present as deflated balloons, once joyfully buoyant but now withered and earthbound. There is much hustle and bustle, an aggressive sense of boxes checked. Yet, there is a lack of satisfaction. Imagine a prize hen laying dozens of eggs, but all of them hollow.