Sharp-Edged

The two of them swivelled, turning their backs on the Seine, and contemplated the latest addition to the Place de la Concorde.
It stood on a raised esplanade in the centre of the Place between the obelisk, one of the city’s few relics of Ancient Egypt that had not been carried off as plunder, and an ornate fountain whose copper-skinned cherubs were obscured by a web of scaffolding.