He turned and cast his eyes over the various, more solid storefronts around him. There was a flower shop, closed down and barren of goods for the winter, as would be expected, though he spied several ponies moving around within through the window. Over there was a blacksmith's, though the sign outside referred to it as Haversack’s Metal Shop. He also spotted a clothing store, a tavern, a restaurant, a carpenter’s, a cafe, several town houses were families lived, a haberdasher’s, a strange shop purporting to sell quality quills and sofas. He also spied a book store, huddled away and squashed in between several other buildings. He allowed himself a small smile and briefly wondered if it would be worth it to take a gander at what lay within, before deciding against it.