Signs.

So I walked from the law school down to my favorite café on State Street. I saw a few signs.

The camera loves a juxtaposition:



There are lots of fliers for this "underwear party":



The fine print reads: "Acceptable attire includes boxers, briefs, panties, lingerie, pajamas, or your most revealing Halloween costume."

The world can't wait to drive out the Bush regime, so by all means, slap your sticker on the city's orientation map:



A rain-washed image cries out:



Another chalking:



When's the last time you thought about boko-maru?