Indeed so much less distracting in your devotional pray facing Allah in front of the wall, putting yourself totally in straight dialogue with the 'One' reciting parts of the Koran to honnor Him, your shadow reflected becoming part of the sanctuary.

The mosk was locked as you can see, so there were only a few people in this large praying hall at noon, a very peacefull quite atmosphere, sheltered from the fuzzy and noisy street-life in spite that the mosk is in the center of the town near the bust stand, you even could hear the birds here. The standing man using his handkerchief to cover his head out of respectful submission.