The laundry room in my house is a perfect example of something I see as authentic. It's quite likely the house's only room that remains identical to when it was first built: a composition of ugly wall paper, wood panelling, green machines, and vinyl linoleum.
It would also be impossible to recreate now while maintaining authenticity. For starters: the stylistic choices in the room just are not choices that would be made today.
So what is authenticity? A decision you'll probably regret a decade or three down the line.
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