Bathroom. Nothing of note in here. In fact almost nothing at all. A couple of very old, very re-used bottles with what I'd guess is home-made shampoo; some home-made soap; a flannel, a couple of what I presume are towels but in some weird soft weave; a woman's patchwork dressing-gown.Bath. Washbasin. Toilet. Those funny leaf-like sheets of stuff they used for toilet-paper. Nothing of note.
That's it. I'm done here too.
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The Viner Dimension
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