My apartment building, a fourplex, was built for a doctor’s family around the turn of the last century. It would be an above-average sized house by today’s standards and back in the day must have been quite impressive. There are many lovely details — scattered in amongst the many horrible ones like general disrepair, bad mid-20th century updates, the strangely-configured layouts that arise when divvying up a single-family dwelling into four units, and the odd cat turd. But that’s another story.
These are the more charming details, though.