Location: Gramercy Plaza's sorroundings & Green Grotto<br/>Tag: Passer-by-s & customers<br/><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><br/>Despite her quest for the cheapest shop she could find in the neighbourhood, Sarah found herself to walk around the streets and roads that, like a web, started from the center of the Plaza and get lost into the daedalus of the city around them, with her tiny nose high into the sky, looking at the new buildings and the old buildings decorated with<i>art decò</i>flowers and paintings, feeling the dull, gray, polluted air of the city entering her<i>virgin</i>nostrils, almost feeling them to whither like a plant abandoned and left to die and dry...<br/><br/>Suddently, a shop appeared in front of her with flocks of people entering and exiting from the door, many of them wearing big beards, big glasses and generally looking like they lost a bet and had to wear grandma's tight clothes together with ones borrowed from their little brothers, looking at them like in marvel, she sighed with a faint smile "...so those are the hipsters?". Still, the shop caught her attenciton as well, with the words Bio and Organic underlined several times and decorated with floral notes and swirls, almost making her feeling nostalgic of the shops near her farm...<br/><br/>Inside the air felt fresher, as if a device was kicking away the polluted air of the totally non-organic nor bio otuside, with the shop appearing well-maintained and well-prepared to satisfy any need a customer might have. "...i can make an apple pie... i bet Jaz will love it!" Sarah mumbled while wandering around the isles of the Organic shop, searching for apples, butter and dark, unrefined flour...