A block off the prestigious Mississippi River Blvd the neighborhood quickly becomes fairly common place. But at the top of a little rise stands this house that seems to have decided it is not content to be a neo-this or revival-that. It doesn’t even proclaim its mid-century modern heritage very loudly actually. It just sits on its hill looking content to be what it is. Although, I when I consider its yellow doors I can’t help but think it wears just a little sly smile.

Regrettably I have been unable to discover the architect responsible.

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