It didn’t start as a place.
Just a structure.
Foam, metal, boards.
Temporary coverings where windows would be.
At that point,
it still felt raw.
Almost like something in between.
Sprayed insulation.
Not something that looks good —
just something that gets done.
Fast.
Efficient.
There are always different ways.
This is one of them.
Inside,
something began to take shape.
Not complete.
Not even close.
But enough to imagine
what could come next.
The roof had to be stronger.
Higher.
Prepared for something that wasn’t there yet.
But that’s a story for another time.
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