The early morning light brings out the ragged texture beneath the white and yellow paint that covers this sealed storefront. It has two doors. One is sealed as tightly as the large windows that once looked out onto the street. It's surface is scuffed -- somebody has probably tried to kick it open. The other portal has no door at all -- the opening reveals an exterior space within, featuring an abrasively textured wall. I found a fascinating incongruity here -- the warmly sunlit building, painted in pleasant colors, seems at first glance to be nostalgic and benign, yet the rough wall standing within, along with the scuffed, sealed door and the blocked windows up front, speak of harsh and unforgiving realities.