It was when we were on the third floor, looking up at a hole in the ceiling, that I thought to ask if the building were structurally sound.
Our host, a young architect from Berlin, assured us that it was. We moved up to the top floor to inspect the rooftop shower. It was basic, a duckboard to stand on, a hosepipe, a screen so as not to frighten the horses, and a view across London.
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