This nine-story concrete sibling to the taller tower hunkers down like a stone gargoyle overlooking the verdant lungs of Carlton Gardens. Within its 1997-born shell, residents exist in a boutique sanctuary where the hum of ground-floor commerce bleeds into the luxury of private courtyard tennis matches. It is a lower, denser puzzle box of urban living, holding its breath at the city’s edge while its residents swim through heated waters shared with its giant neighbor.