photos from Flickr There are places that vantage point, one of them is definitely the counter of a shop facing the street. The door is open, people go, someone stops, points out the window, and then continues, or stops, enters asks ... In any event there in front of a piece of the world moves in front of the eyes that see scrutinize and sometimes obviously ignored. Pass before a person lives and glass perhaps not entirely conscious of being watched and scrutinized. One can rightly argue that just as those who can pass, looking at the window, can also look for a moment and peek inside the shop a little bit of life in it.
am able to stand up to an hour stop to look inside a shop through the window. I forget it. It seems to me to be, I would be really the stuff beyond silk ... bordatino that ... red or blue tape that the young of haberdashery, measured on the tape after he saw how they do it? if you collect a number eight around the thumb and little finger of his left hand before wrapping. Pause I look at the customer or the customer leaving the shop with the bundle attached to the finger or hand or under the arm ... I follow with my eyes, until they lose sight of ... imagining ... - Uh, how many things I guess! You can not get an idea.
Luigi Pirandello, The Man with the flower in her mouth
was little bothered me the door of my grandmother's shop is always open, because I had the feeling that anyone passing by could peek inside. Still I did not think we could be the door to peek over the world ... 
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