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The Threshold Collection
Most walk past it. Few step through.
Every doorway has a threshold: a strip of wood or stone at the foot of the frame, a few inches wide, worn smooth by everyone who has ever crossed it. It is the narrowest ground in any building, and it decides everything about where you stand. Nobody lives on it. You are on one side or the other.
The Threshold Collection is built on that strip of ground. A tall orange frame stands open in the middle of the city, and NARROW DISTRICT bends as it passes through, pulled out of shape by the crossing. Most people walk by without noticing a door was ever there. Few find it, and the ones who do learn what the step costs: nothing goes through that frame and comes out the same.
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