If you walk down Crog Street in Atlanta, Georgia, you might pass a store named Tynies.

To red door and a white frame, an open sign in the window.

But the thing is, you can't go in Tynies.

The door doesn't even open.

I'm not trying to tell you what's behind it.

In fact, I'm trying to do the opposite.

I'm trying to create a blank canvas for your imagination.

And that's because Tynies, it's not just that the door is closed, it's also actually

really, really tiny.

The door is just seven inches tall.

And it's the first of 26 little tiny doors that are now spread throughout Atlanta.

Kids will come up to me when I'm on the belt line and they'll be like, why doesn't it open?

And I'm like, you know what?

I feel you.

I get it.

I get it.

We'll close your eyes.

And imagine what's behind the tiny door.

Go close your eyes and they'll think about it.

And I'll go, now if I open this right now, what could be cooler than what you're imagining?

What's better than that?

It's a bakery filled with any bitty, giriosized donuts or a barber shop or really whatever

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