Collaps or unwrap the tight fold. I flatten and compact into a tight uniform: the washing machine gurgles at the movement. When you open they breathe and allow the flow of water, filling the pipes of the house. The slow ticking of the radiators and clock beat in rhythm.

There isn't a way of unfolding that makes most sense. The constant changing of structure is like the rebuilding of the house. The folds are like scaffolding to hold the building together. Where I place the room will differ from where you place it, there is no one way.