PastedSmiles

The day's last, faint rays of sunlight poked valiantly past the thick layer of grime coating the shop's windows and lent an eerie glaze of illumination to mismatched collage of mystic posters coating the walls, most of them faded advertisements sporting men in comically over-sized tops hats and cravats holding metal doohikeys that were only slightly reminiscent of horrific devices of torture or women in bustled dresses. Superimposed over them were slogans like "Dr. Diddemy's Delightful Decor: Fabulous Furnishings for the Financially Fortuitous" or "Madame Mercer's Magnificents: Cumbersome Crinolines and Crippling Corsets". Flecks of lights h