Nice one, tobyjug
How about:
It reminds Secretary of State John Forbes Kerry, whenever he steps out of his Louisburg Square pied-a-terre to perambulate over the crest of Beacon Hill and down the backside for a tasty sandwich at Sam LaGrassa's, that, but for the saving grace of being born a Boston Forbes, he could've grown up in any dreary drab uncultured Midwestern cowtown, where these towers are thicker than flies on excrement... and the trajectory of humankind would've been forever altered.
Alternatively: it has yet to topple catastrophically southwards across Beacon St., and thereby has not set off a cataclysmic chain reaction/domino effect whereby hundreds of Suffolk Univ. faculty/staff/students get pancaked inside 73 Tremont St. before it, too, topples catastrophically onto the poor Granary Burying ground, thereby desecrating the final resting places of Franklin, Adams, Paine, and countless other heroes and commoners of the Revolutionary generation. I repeat, that has not yet happened, to my awareness.