There is a quality to this room that is difficult to place on arrival and impossible to forget on leaving. Step onto the balcony and Upper
Mill Street unfolds below, easy and familiar, like a conversation you didn’t want to end. Inside, the light moves differently here. Warmer.
Lower. The Remnant is what lingers after the moment has passed, the trace that stays when everything else has gone. This room
leaves something of itself with you. You’ll notice it later, when you’re somewhere else entirely.