Can't complain
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The front doors, they're about as heavy as they look, being ironclad and all.
View from the inside, the house is 200 years old, don't touch the bricks, they crumble.
The meeting room.
My desk.
A view from the side window. Back to the normal grey, after a great summer.
Wrong is evil and must be defeated. - Jeff Ello
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The front doors, they're about as heavy as they look, being ironclad and all.
View from the inside, the house is 200 years old, don't touch the bricks, they crumble.
The meeting room.
My desk.
A view from the side window. Back to the normal grey, after a great summer.
Wrong is evil and must be defeated. - Jeff Ello
At first glance, I thought of an entrance to a wine cellar. How disappointing then. Or did you just not show us the more interesting parts of that place? :)
Oh sanctissimi Wilhelmus, Theodorus, et Fredericus!
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At first glance, I thought of an entrance to a wine cellar. How disappointing then. Or did you just not show us the more interesting parts of that place? :)
Oh sanctissimi Wilhelmus, Theodorus, et Fredericus!
Yes, I'm disappointed every morning. :)
Bernhard Hiller wrote:
Or did you just not show us the more interesting parts of that place?
I did, but the lower floor continues to go by that theme, it's just getting a bit less photogenic being full of furniture and stuff.
Wrong is evil and must be defeated. - Jeff Ello
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The front doors, they're about as heavy as they look, being ironclad and all.
View from the inside, the house is 200 years old, don't touch the bricks, they crumble.
The meeting room.
My desk.
A view from the side window. Back to the normal grey, after a great summer.
Wrong is evil and must be defeated. - Jeff Ello