And it was in a back room on a basement level. Shared it with another production editor. There was a lot of bad karma in that whole wing of the building, because the corporate overlords had cleared out all the printing plant people who had been there since the place was constructed. Most of the time, it was cold enough to hang meat in there, so we kept the door open anyhow.
I had a poster print of Charles Demuth's "My Egypt" for a view.