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Bring your inspector to measure for blinds, perch on a porch, eye skies flying by, star-struck stage-fright day and night windows wrap, mad for light sideways for side bays spending days grazing on rays never believing it could ever be evening till the kids start screaming, the pizza guy, black tails white tie, deceived to […]
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Finally, a big hug, a wide embrace, a smiling porch on its face, a friendly beast, a peaceful place in hot Hill East, a domestic feast of natural light on warm oak floors, a what’s around that corner quality, solitary and social equality, master bath frivolity, the perfect privacy policy, but never fear, they’re back […]
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Friendly feeling healing habitat with a wide warm welcoming embrace, an owner-installed magazine finish, a growing place, to spread out then head out and try not to smile while in less than a mile or a quick 15 minutes and you’re in it, metro bound, dropping down, talking river walking, path biking, trail hiking, Capitol […]
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Every now and then, an owner-undertaken, thoughtful renovation, knocks it out of the park, embraces your heart, if the owners have taste, haste, no hair out of place, no inch of wasted space, you can tell, you can hear the quiet, devilish detail, feeling crafty, magical design, fitting like a glove, custom-built with unconditional love, […]
Admittedly addicted to the south side of the Park, a mad habit for an open habitat, lured then cured by a builder’s intervention, heart-stopping kitchen, jaw-dropping vision of space, kids racing the place, stealing home base, clean plates, tub bubbles, straight to bed, soft-n-lofty, morning coffee, shafts of light, the fix in sight, it’s not […]
Entranced on a dance floor with fifty of your friends or more it’s you that they’ve been waiting for elevating through the door, light pours, a silk screen, a soft sheen I mean hypnotic is not hyperbolic for the atmosphere in here dear at last a vast intimacy, distractions blasted by Connell & Schmidt, skilled […]
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Five black Suburbans in an urban fairy-tail, Georgetown abandoned by an upscale cabinet, well-healed, found roaming the softer side of the Capitol Dome. Iconic Hill Compound, enclave courtyard, guest quarters, fabled to be stables, Secret Service roost, egos to boost, heads of state visit, members pivot, nothing complicit in private meals, cutting deals, pay for […]
By Tom Faison in
Consult adults for recognition the human condition needs personal space that four walls do not a floorplan make, a soft division of social space means you won’t hate your mate, no watching him eat, every meal every plate, seek retreat, voice your choice, pause in the parlor and stop the noise, chase him away from […]
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