‘urbanite’ being an affectionate name for chunks of broken concrete used for building stuff. this one piece of urbanite was lying around, unused, and i put it on top of two blocks and decorated it with my bee fever hexagonal pattern. next to the bowling alley bench that rests on a bed frame structure lovingly welded and also decorated by yours truly with the heart and corn-dna pattern. reused outdoor chic. now you know what to do with a 200 pound discarded piece of that crazy stuff we humans poured all over the landscape.