The women, preoccupied, seem not to notice. The animals are the supporting cast. Horses attached to regal-looking carriages stand patiently on the street. One dips its large mouth into a green fountain near the street. The fountain serves both pets and people, with a base of water for the horses, a low spigot for dogs, and a continuous stream of water five feet up for thirsty humans.
Pigeons peck at the ground, searching for crumbs.
A large, round dog that looks decidedly similar to his heavyset master walks past, tugging at his leash. The afternoon turns into evening. Soft light illuminates the Water Tower. The trees glimmer with tiny, white bulbs. Lampposts cast shadows on the sidewalk.