In The Ballad of Frankie Lee And Judas Priest, Bob Dylan wrote:

He just stood there staring

At that big house as bright as any sun,

With four and twenty windows

And a woman’s face in ev’ry one.

I think Dylan meant a whorehouse.   But to me the big, bright house is an apartment building, and the faces are 24 women  grabbing that moment to wander, staring through the middle distance above their kitchen sinks.