In the belly of the War Streets, 112 McNary Way. Its walls worn with character, but strong, a quiet testament to time. The rooms are simple, as if they too remember what it was like when the world moved slower. The windows catch the light, filling the space with warmth, but not too much. It’s a place meant for living, not showing off.Two bedrooms. Each with its own space, its own quiet. One full bathroom and a powder room on the main, the kind you don't appreciate until you need it. The kitchen is made for meals, small gatherings. Beyond the alley, the city stretches out, wide and endless, but here you can sit and think, or not think at all. It’s yours.This is a house for someone who knows what they want. Simple. Solid. The city outside is busy, but here, inside, it’s calm. You won’t find anything like it.