At dawn, you slip out of her apartment and into your basement window.

NEWYORKER: Miss Lora

Did Blondy only fantasize that Zwelish peered out of his basement window slats deciding whether or not, on a given afternoon, he wanted to see Blondy?

NEWYORKER: Lucky Alan

His new office was a 6-by-9-foot basement box with a window on an air shaft.

FORBES: Renaissance Man