Just some before/after pictures of the corridor after they painted and the furniture people came in to do the tables. This one long story, must wait another day only tell you.
On a deserted island, behind steel yellow doors, lies a room, a niche, a lab (insert dry ice smoke). The people are friendly, cheerful, and always helpful (ok, you can point the gun away now). Step into our world or if you were once part of it, step back in. Savour the flavour
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