we go really retro. everyday smells of dried fish, cinnamon, spices and odd fragrances at the entrance, up faded concrete stairs and swirling tactile timber balustrades, peering into the old merchant offices - i see typewriters and and old water flasks - glass bricks in the staircase core and in through steel grilles and we have painted wall tiles in the kitchen and original pink and white flower-patterned floor tiles. i love the windows best.
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