Mental Reconstruction: The Laundry at the Mouth of the Alley

An old laundry shop at the mouth of an alley on your way home from work. On the glass door, faded red lettering reads "Computer Cleaning." Push the door open and step in: along the left wall, plastic-wrapped clothes hang packed tight on a two-tier rack, and on the counter facing you sit an ironing board and an old sewing machine. On a shelf behind the counter, bundles of laundry tickets are stacked, tied with rubber bands, and the owner is pressing a dress shirt.