The traffic light turned red as the cars screeched to a halt on Central Boulevard. Sofia hurried across the street toward a stout brick building with a weathered “open” sign in front indicating that a business was in operation, even though the building looked like it hadn’t been renovated for decades and was in danger of toppling over. Sofia checked the tattered sign above the door to make sure she was in the right place. Though “The Aasen Brthers Watch and Jewelry Repar” sign was missing a few letters, it confirmed her destination.