Portal

I wonder where the key to this door lives. I imagine an empty syrup tin filled with old screws, coiled string and drawing pins, and other homeless keys, on some dusty shelf in another building, in another street. Another city.

Who was the first to cross this threshold? And who was the last? What news was brought to this door? Were the bailiffs here? Did this place once bring someone great joy? It's pretty sorrowful now.

What is behind that door? Was anyone ever driven mad enough to shoulder-barge it? Did anyone pass through it feet first?

What is ONGUE ROOVE? Am I missing out?