I'd get to within a yard of that door you walk through and the thing would go mad. I used to carry an X-ray in my briefcase, to show them. But I had all the metal taken out.
You were her way here, and it's a dangerous thing to be a door.
The corridor is hardly ever found in small houses, apart from the verandah, which also serves as a corridor.
A door handle is very symbolic to me. It is the first object that one will interact with before entering a new space.
She had only to open a door, nothing but a door between the words,just large enough for her and Farid to pass through.
I was on the stairs coming down when she let him in.
Doors have an immediate familiarity. They're everywhere. They're scaled to our bodies, so there's something human about them.
