I took two days off of work, and on the first day I had a bunch of fun thing planned: a massage, exploring the shops on 42nd Street, a lunch out, and embroidery lesson. Plus biking to get to all those places. Alas, I did not take my real camera along, so I only have one picture from the day itself.
I admired this shop on 42nd, partially because the paint job looked so nice, and partially because it had been in business for more than 100 years.
It was only when walking back that I noticed the realtor’s sign. Apparently J.H. Clifton and Sons is no more.