Downtown wakes in a fixed order: the bakery trucks, then the first train sliding into Union Station, then everybody else. Providence Property Maintenance works ahead of all of it, plowing lots, clearing entries and sidewalks, shoveling steps and treating ice around commercial properties before the doors unlock. Snow between the buildings gets shoved around by the wind funneling down the avenues and settles in the least convenient places imaginable. A clean lot at six in the morning is a small piece of engineering that nobody will ever remark upon. That silence is how you know it went right.