The business end of a hammer is known as the head.

[…] he went to visit him, being then octogenary, and very decrepid with the gowt, but had his sight and understanding.

The place felt more like a crime lord's den than anything else.

With the photograph, we enter into flat death. One day, leaving one of my classes, someone said to me with disdain, You talk about death very flatly. — As if the horror of Death were not precisely its platitude!