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The shop itself, and pieces as they stood together before they left.

The shop window at dusk, with a black leather lounge chair and ottoman and a tall white vase.
Closed, but the window carries on working.
People standing and talking outside the shop in evening light, beside a red ANTIQUES OPEN sign.
The sign says open. The sign is right.
A group sitting and standing in the open doorway of the shop, late sun falling across the pavement.
Saturday running late. It happens here.
A Victorian mahogany glazed cabinet holding cups, glassware, books and mirrors.
A cabinet that is already a collection in itself.
Two opaline pendant lights above a table of tilting dressing mirrors.
Six mirrors, six opinions.
A white ball chair lined in purple leather, among hats and an easel.
A chair to disappear into.
A black leather chair beside a tailor's dummy, a mahogany chest of drawers and a buffalo skull on a stand.
A buffalo, a torso and yellow roses. Don't ask, just look.
A bent plywood chair on an old wooden table, beside a framed work of coloured lines.
Bent plywood, still younger than the table it stands on.
A cream stoneware coffee service of pots, cups and saucers in a glass display case.
Coffee for twelve. Or for one, twelve times.
A teak sideboard on tapered legs, topped with a leather pouffe, candlesticks and a yellow lamp.
A sideboard wearing everything that would not fit inside it.
A detail of the same sideboard, with a large smoked glass lamp under a patterned shade.
The lamp wins. The lamp knows it.
An oak desk on a chrome frame, holding nesting tables, a model ship in a case, and a woven cantilever chair.
A desk. Once for work, now for things.
Two chrome tubular chairs in black leather, in front of a model schooner in a case.
Tubular steel and full sail, on the same table.
A leather vaulting horse on wooden legs, a cricket bat and balls across it and a yellow holdall beneath.
A vaulting horse from the gym. Nobody has to clear it now.
A black labrador looking out between two white tulip chairs, beside a yellow leather bag.
The dog comes with the shop. The dog is certain of it.
A plaster ceiling rose, a gilt sunburst clock and a labelled wooden box in the window.
A ceiling rose that never has to go back up.
A view through the shop to the open door, past display cases, lamps and a desk chair.
The way through to the back. Mind the mannequin.
A view across the shop floor of cabinets, chairs and tables, with a model ship in the foreground.
It is all still here. Tomorrow, perhaps not.
A paper carrier bag with a yellow Yellow Hat tag, raffia ribbon and a sprig of yellow flowers.
Wrapped, with a flower thrown in.
The same carrier bag on a round wooden table, between two white tulip chairs.
Something small, out of a shop full of large.