"All houses have memory. Life's big occasions--the triumphs and heartbreak--drift through like smoke, leaving barely a trace. It's the small moments they remember: the hollow at the turn of the stair, the scratches around the keyhole, or wood darkened by touch. "How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives," wrote Annie Dillard, and the houses we spend them in record it all."
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