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Enveloped by the verdant embrace of creeping ivy and the lush foliage of a forgotten garden, door 421 stands as a relic of the past, its wooden surface bearing the marks of time. The door’s once-sturdy frame is now softened by moss and age, and the foliage drapes over its edges, as nature slowly reclaims what was once her own. The ironwork, rusted and intricate, hints at a craftsmanship long lost to the modern age. This door, with its air of secret histories and untold stories, invites the imagination to ponder what lies beyond its threshold. It is less a barrier and more a guardian to a hidden realm, a place paused in time, waiting to be rediscovered by those who chance upon this green-clad doorway.