The black asphalt of the city street becomes a thin line that slides inside from the outside and moves through the space, tracing edges and drawing the contours from the profiles of the walls to the support elements for the products on sale, just like a black pencil on the pure white walls. The only sign of colour is at the entrance in the form of a slab of marble impregnated with yellow that strikes both the eye and the hand like a brand new and particularly vivid kind of marble.
