It wasn't a particularly good post, so I'll forgive your not finishing it.

When I was very small, my family lived in the apartment above my aunt and uncle's place, so that "mosquish" door was something I more or less stopped noticing years ago.

Laura, however, really saw it right away. It was she who insisted we use it to frame the photos.

Apparently, the door was an eccentric add-on by the builder (and original owner) of the house.