
Where Mornings Get Simpler.
Two brushes, up off the counter and out of the splash. The basin stops being a place where wet things collect.
Where Bristles Stay Apart.
Each cup is raked back, so the heads sit high and clear of each other. Nothing touches, nothing pools.
Where One Detail Does It.
The hat, the loafers, the lean. One joke, told once, in a room nobody bothers to decorate.