The City of Joinery

The City of Joinery smells of shavings and pine. The buildings are constructed without nails, held together by dovetails and mortises. The inhabitants are anarchists and artisans, rejecting the disposable culture of the factory.

Trace the grain of the wood in every doorframe. It is a city of patience, where a chair is built to last three hundred years.

"To work with the hands," the carpenter says, "is to free the mind."