Jamaica Plain Door.

Editor and I were back in Jamaica Plain - my old 'hood from post-student days -, for another round of crown fitting at the dentist.  Afterwards, as a reward, we went to JP Licks, the ice cream store founded there back in the '80s.  The parlor is now situated in the old firehouse; lots of space, lots of flavors from which to choose. 
Afterwards, having indulged ourselves in some sugar and dairy fat, we went for a stroll down the main street.  In some ways, it's little changed from the days when I lived there.  We passed this secret door, set back from the street in an alcove.  It spoke to me.