Beauty and the Beast

I walked by this theater the other night where there is a production of Beauty and the Beast going on. At first I was taking photos of all these vendors sitting on the sidewalk, but suddenly they all got up. I thought they didn't want me taking photos of them. But the show was about to end, because all the women--for some reason, all the vendors were women--lined up outside the doors to sell all this schwag: swords, princess dresses, tiaras.



It gives a whole new meaning to "seasonal work."