But the address is not what had us perplexed. It was all the naked mannequins in the window, and the rows of empty hangers neatly, um, hanging on the wall. At first we assumed it was an underwear shop still waiting for the underwear to arrive. Then weeks passed and then a month, and we guessed it might be a new boutique based on The Emperor's New Clothes -- you know, that just might work here.
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