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Ada made these for us.  She woke up early on Saturday morning and snuck upstairs to the art room.  She came back an hour later with a little house for each of us, made from paper and washi tape with black-markered windows.  I find it funny that a girl who is growing up surrounded by high modern buildings and flat-roofed brownstones still draws a house the way I did growing up in the country.