When you read biographies of Alexandre Gustave Eiffel and his famous tower, which turned 125 yesterday, you're struck at first by a paradox: How did something so daring, so beautiful, so outrageous—in 1889 it outraged many—come to be built by such a colorless little dweeb?
Eiffel himself provided at least part of the answer: His tower, he said, was dictated by the wind.
There was not a drop of romance in the man.
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