The Majesty of Beer and Sponges

Poignant? Utopian? Mysterious? Poetic? Somehow by its placement as the very last sentence in the article about a New York grocery store robbery (from today's New York Times) it acquires a quality I can't quite put my finger on: "Without immediately attracting attention, a reporter was able to enter a back loading dock that was piled high with cases of beer and stocks of cosmetics and sea sponges." Maybe it's the beginning with guns and action and ending with mountains of silent sea sponges.