Oktogon

Oktogon may refer to:

  • Oktogon (intersection), a major street junction in Budapest, Hungary, octagonal in shape
  • Oktogon (Budapest Metro), a metro station near the aforementioned intersection
  • Oktogon (Zagreb), a passageway in central Zagreb, Croatia
  • Oktogon (Zagreb)

    Oktogon is an urban passageway in central Zagreb, Croatia, connecting Petar Preradović Square with Ilica street through the building of the former First Croatian Savings Bank (Croatian: Prva hrvatska štedionica). It was designed by architect Josip Vancaš and built as part of the savings bank building between 1898 and 1900. The structure consists of two passageways connecting a middle octagonal atrium (lending the passageway its name) to the city streets.

    The passage used to contain the only monument to a dog in Zagreb, hidden from view in the back yard. A stray dog called Pluto kept the workers company during the building of Oktogon and the surrounding building. The dog died around the end of the construction, and Vancaš and the workers decided to erect a basrelief in its memory. In 2013, the monument was moved to Mirko Bogović Street.

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    Oktogon (intersection)

    Oktogon is one of Pest's major intersections, located at the junction of the Grand Boulevard (Nagykörút) and Andrássy Avenue (Andrássy út) in Budapest, Hungary. This junction, one of the city's most important, is named for its octagonal shape.

    Oktogon is also a station on the yellow M1 (Millennium Underground) line of the Budapest Metro which runs underneath Andrássy Avenue to Heroes' Square (Hősök tere).

    History

    Prior to the construction of Andrássy Avenue in 1871 there was a large hole at the site, which was then filled in. The next two years saw the construction of the four large eclectic buildings which surround the intersection, built according to plans of architect Antal Szkalnitzky.

    The intersection was again under significant construction 1894-1896 as part of the Millennium Underground construction project built from the surface using the cut-and-cover method.

    Oktogon has had numerous names: from 1936–1945, it was renamed Mussolini Square, then between 1945 and 1990 it was known as November 7 Square. Since then it has regained its original name. Oktogon and its famous cafés play a central role in Vilmos Kondor's 2012 novel Budapest Noir.

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