The Taj Mahal it’s not.
And something tells me the owner may be more of a reader than a writer.
But here it sits.
In the anti-matter world (shadowy dimension of the parallel universe, to be clear) everything and everybody has an opposite.
Naturally that includes SCENIC WRITER’S SHACK.
Mind, the view from these modest shanty quarters would be quite literally to die for.. particularly if you showed the poor judgement of rolling over in your sleep.
Do you think he locks the door when he leaves?