Hung Out to Dry
Now, I don't want to get too much into Restless territory here, taking patches of urban ugliness and casting them in artistic frameworks, but this array of signage recently caught me eye as I was waiting at length for a B63. I don't think we always realize how polluted our skies are with traffic instructions. This metal post is laden not only with a traffic light, but three other signs, all crowded tightly together, with something facing every side of the intersection. After a while, it began to look to me like a Department of Transportation clothesline.
Hm. "3rd Av." Does the traditional, additional "e" cost extra?
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