Red glazed brick, painted steel, an illuminated box sign. Two bays at 3 m, glazed full height, and no stall riser to speak of. The room is meant to read as a lit box from across the square.

48 m2 on the west side, racked with physical media. The joke and the point are the same thing: a room full of things a streaming service made redundant, kept because the browsing was the good part.

The interior settles what the room is. Racked shelves on every wall, browsing tables in the middle, and posters on the end wall. It reads as a shop rather than as the anteroom to a cinema, which matters, because the actual cinema is two fronts away and this room should not look like its lobby.

It is blind on the outside face. The only light it gets is from the square, and it is on the west side, which means it is lit by reflection rather than sun for most of the day. For a room whose job is to glow after dark that is the right way round.

The trademark is live and owned by Dish, and there is still a licensed store trading. For a private house the practical risk is negligible, but it is a choice made knowing that, and nobody here is a lawyer.