Progress trades in sawdust and joint compound, and the air here is thick with both.
A few sticks of wood have formed the frame of a loft. The meaty flesh of pine has become a new floor. Steel studs and sheetrock stand as a new wall.
Soon the walls will be infected with electricity, a gas range will replace a hotplate, carpet and paint will complete a bedroom, and miniature Chinese lanterns will hang from the ceiling like luminescent celestial bodies.
