It could be anywhere in the U.S. but it is San Francisco… It doesn't make much difference except for me with my nine hours of jet lag still bothering me. I usually never get up so early. No traffic in the street. Not one car in the huge parking lot on the other side of the street. In the left building, a kind of empty class room. What could they teach in a department store building ? Salesmanship ? How to identify a shoplifter ? Basic security awareness ? Anyway, it has not started yet since it is about five in the morning. I wonder what the upper floor is hiding. The funny feeling is the Bloomingdale's sign. It is associated to New York, not California, so it is kind of destabilizing, especially when you just woke up. This is once again a perfect framing for a thriller movie. All sorts of things could happen in the parking floors. I can almost hear the creaking tires, the acceleration of a car going down a ramp that I can't even see in the picture. There could also be somebody pushing his opponent through the glass windows of the left building. Since the whole scenery is empty of human beings, you can imagine anything.