Mannequin In The Show Window

When I rambled along the streets, I encountered a fashionable clothier. It was not opened yet and the shop was dim. Nobody was in the shop but some mannequins which had no features stood without saying a word on the other side of the glass window. Nothing was moving inside as if the time was stopped.

During watching, I found a mirror place in the store. A mannequin and my wife were reflected on it.