When I was in my mid-20s, this location on Shelby Street was Spirit, an exotic head shop. I knew the couple who lived there and ran it. They sold killer incense.
To show how smooth I was back then, I once blundered into a ladder on that front porch…a ladder that, unfortunately, had an open can of purple paint atop. I helped clean up some of it, all while blushing at my clumsiness. They cleaned up the rest…I was told it took a bit to do.
The stained glass window on the second floor was installed by the couple.
Later, it became Country Comfort, a more bluegrassy-style head shop sort of thing.
When I was delivering newspapers in 1957 or so, this row of buildings , à la The Fifties, was more commercial than residential.