A millwright wanted lockers, not a showroom.

Suite 3 used to be a dental lab that sold porcelain small talk. Harlan kept the locker run and the punch-clock niche. He added brass blanks, a limestone tray, and rivets that actually hold the plates. The porcelain left. The crib stayed. Patients still wander in asking for numbers. Junie points at the hall.

Bowling Green already had rooms with launch figures. It did not have lockers that would stamp SHUT on a pretty open-face story that could not survive Lost River humidity. That is the only origin we emboss on the plate.