Two and a half metres of walnut wrapped in cognac leather, standing at 820 — a working height for the room rather than a table’s. The body reads as three: a narrow arm two hundred millimetres wide at one end, a seven-hundred storage block at the other, and the seat between them with a backrest at each end. Fifteen drawers run its length, push-to-open, so nothing interrupts the leather. Every edge the leather turns is stitched, and every corner is taken to a thirty-millimetre radius, so the stitch never has to meet a point. Brass appears only where it does something: the bolts holding the walnut battens, and the inlays let flush into the backrests.
