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Door 172, set within a facade of weathered wooden planks, tells a tale of neglect and resilience. Its layers of peeling paint, in shades of teal and rust, suggest a history exposed to the elements, each layer a different chapter in its story. The door’s surface is a patchwork of wear and repair, the wood beneath bearing the scars of time. The hardware, worn and rustic, hints at functionality despite the dilapidation. Surrounding the door, the vertical slats of timber stand uneven, some jutting out, creating a jagged silhouette against the bleak sky. Weeds at the threshold and the absence of a clear path speak of a doorway seldom crossed, guarding the secrets of what lies behind in silent stillness.