The young Botticelli, however, chose to place the scene in the dilapidated Roman ruin.

Hey, we as architects had better not show up and do a pristine building that doesn't engender the same freedoms that this old dilapidated shed provided the company.

As the light looked so dim, and the place, for the time, looked quiet enough, and the dilapidated little wooden house itself looked as if it might have been carted here from the ruins of some burnt district, and as the swinging sign had a poverty stricken sort of creak to it, I thought that here was the very spot for cheap lodgings, and the best of pea coffee.