“There are so many doors to open. I am impatient to begin.”
―from ‘Flowers for Algernon’ by Daniel Keyes.
Doors can reveal a lot about the space to which they allow one to enter and to leave from. They are often your first point of physical contact, and your last, between the divide that separates each individual little world from the outside.
Before entering, look at the door. What does the colour say? Or the handle? How many people have come in and out? Does a wooden frame speak of warmth and a feeling of home, or does an entranceway made entirely of glass, remain cold and utilitarian?
Gastown is place full of interesting things, and its doors are no exception.