@Ceili,
You couldn't pay me to live in any skyscraper. Or work in one, and that's a long time lack of interest. I did live in a building on the sixth floor when I was eight, and in retrospect that felt safe, elevator and stairs right there. Then, though, it was just fun, I liked my school across the street, I liked a friend in the building, I like like liked New York city, all those big ocean liners and great stores like the biggest dimestore in the world...
I do like wood houses, california bungalows of a certain age in particular.