A young woman works with a fellow who is apparently an architect. She leans over blueprints that cover the table. Phrases like “front elevation” and “breakfront” drift over the rock music.
Recycled yellow-orange electric sconces line a wall, providing a dim glow at four foot intervals. A three-year-old tiny dancer, her pink tutu falling off her little hips, twirls across the room. Well worn moon boots, a baseball cap, and a cowgirl jacket complete the outfit. Confident, free, uninhibited…and such fun to watch.