The space was almost empty. There was just a couple of tables in the window. Obviously, something was in process. Some plan was being hatched. There was a man and a woman and they were looking over some architectural drawings. Maybe it was going to be their shop and they would sell beautiful things to people who had the money to buy such things. Maybe they were the architects finalizing their plans. The light coming through the window lit up one of the tables, drawing attention to it, and to them, from the passer bys on the street. I was one of them. 

Stumble It!