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THE VIEW FROM MY CAR ON 5-13-09

Driving down Elysian Fields yesterday afternoon, I saw dozens of these signs staked into the neutral ground. As far as I could tell, each was different. If you enlarge that photo, you’ll see it’s a poem that reads:

HOOVES CLANK ON GRATING
THE ABRUPT CLAMOR RINGS OUT
THE MULE DOESN’T SWERVE

Aesthetically speaking, it’s abysmal, but the would-be poet gets props for enthusiasm. Me, I kinda like living in a neighborhood where artful litter pops up on the street.

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