The window box.

Window box | Where all things were, for once, in order.
In a place where so much was decorative, tiled, patterned, or eroded, splintering, peeling and flaking, she hid behind a calm and simple exterior.

Window box | Where all things were, for once, in order.
In a place where so much was decorative, tiled, patterned, or eroded, splintering, peeling and flaking, she hid behind a calm and simple exterior.

She often dreamt of Morocco. It was hard for her to keep it out of her mind, even in the day time.

Her favourite piece of furniture. The whisky cabinet. Ever since her father first introduced her to the delights and complexities of whisky.
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