Two interesting new businesses have opened in my neighborhood. The first one is called “I Dream of Heels” and it sells – you guessed it – shoes with dizzyingly high heels. The interior is very sparse with one wall of shoes and a single rack of silky-looking clothes. It looks like the sort of boutique one might encounter in South Beach, except it is in a somewhat hodgepodge old building with an apartment over it. If you polled most women around here on St. Paul’s west side if they do dream of shoes they’re probably sensible shoes for walking their dogs. Recently the other storefront next door opened up with this coffin business. I wonder how the heel people feel about it. I am tempted to get a coffin for my living room, just as a reminder.