The Space I Always Wanted to Happen Upon
in the City I want to Happen Upon It In.

Clinton Hills neighborhood to be precise.

I have this fantasy about a vestibule. This one is perfect.

This staircase deserves two shots.

Decorating this space would be a dream come true for me.

I can't tell if those tiles are a carrara penny or a field penny. 
Either way, I'm in love.

AND it's all inside this staggering brownstone.

Although I do wish behind that wrought iron gate was a garden. STILL...
To say that my heart isn't beating faster and my chops aren't watering,
would be a lie I couldn't forgive myself for.

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