Then there was this one:
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| (If you know what "pie" means in gangster speak, please don't tell me. Let me have my fun...) |
I found Pie's twin in another place on a bridge:
I know it's graffiti, but I honestly love these little bits of character. I fall in love with a place by first finding my favorite running path and then, day by day, uncovering random flashes of vivacity. It's like the whole city is secretly a work of art that, once discovered, is a comforting 'inside joke' as I walk by each day.
What's your favorite mundane-but-charming sight/smell/sound?



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