I'm slumming through my i-photos when I find this picture of Charles and the too too adorable Harrison (and me) slumming behind American Towers. Just to the left of Charles is a door that leads into a building that faces Main Street. Up two flights is an apartment that has a huge window overlooking the street. I was gah gah for that apartment. But where we're standing would have been the entrance. The Main Street side has a store of some kind. I have always wanted to live above a store. In fact, I love this entrance. There's a bohemian inside of me, but I rarely let her see the light of day. Tom loved it too. Is there anywhere we WOULDN'T like to live?