"He faced a small, tiny building with a grainy white exterior and rusty brown tiled roof. Sand was sprayed all about picturesquely, sitting delicately on the tall grass and small flowers like fresh morning dew. Around the edges of the sidewalk and steps leading up to the wooden door, flowers grew viciously and upon the pale walls, vines latched on high and tirelessly. A poorly painted mailbox and a small pot of somewhat charming assortment of flowers planted sat at the front, welcoming him."