I am a cop and am consequently driving through a derelict part of town in my cop car. The road is a 4 lane highway with a large grassy median in the middle. I quickly pull off a U-turn in one of those "No U-turns Except Authorized Vehicles" places and swing up to another cop to relay some information.
After that it is off to the stores with Tracey. We park and start walking, through dirty cement sidewalks and dusty avenues, through the parking lot filled not with cars, but with bums and other assorted vagrants. In the store, I cannot keep up with her. I look up at the shelves of intricately carved decorative blue crystal (really wonderful lamps and things). I notice a small blue decorative thing that is a scene of little trees all growing along the outside of this wonderful little house. The lights on the little trees flash and light up like Christmas.