Our New York City bathroom, and I'm glad I'm seeing this from 1000 miles away. Our surgeon removed a bad renovation made by the previous owner and uncovered the original subway-style wall tiles and basket weave floor tiles from 1925. Unfortunately, it's all got to go. Co-ops get nervous when you disturb old pipes, so our renovation has to be minimal. I'm actually rather fond of the post-apocalyptic look. Maybe we should tell him to stop work now?