Homes, Gamache knew, were a self-portrait. A person’s choice of color, furnishing, pictures. Every touch revealed the individual. God, or the Devil, was in the details.

And so was the human.

Was it dirty, messy, obsessively clean? Were the decorations chosen to impress, or were they a hodgepodge of personal history? Was the space cluttered or clear?

He felt a thrill every time he entered a home during an investigation.

Louise Penny,
– passage from the mystery novel Still Life

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