This faded thing looked to me to be the first national flag of the Confederacy and what it was doing here is another of those mysteries.
Someone went to great lengths to have this lovely sign chiseled out of a piece of wood and painted. Too bad they can't spell.
Back to reality for a minute and a happy cyclist touring Key West.
And some lost spring breakers. "Does this sign mean pedestrians too?" No dude.
And now a lick of paint on the north side and the building will be complete.
When viewed from the sidewalk I love watching people stop in the middle of the roadway to chat.
I thought this sign enhanced the church front no end. I'd rather see a nice fence around the dusty dog toilet instead, but I am one of those dog owners who is attached by umbilical cord to an endless supply of plastic bags.
The weather was bad enough to tear up the walking club sign that said "postponed" because I guess weather was not permitting. I wonder what a walking club does?
I never heard of three olive vodka before I found this Spring Break party favor perched outdoors. How it got here I can only imagine as this is the time of year for odd drunken finds.
This picture is a mystery. I can't remember for the life of Meir it's Julia, Amelia, Virginia or some other side street. Oh well.
Big house, big scooter.
This mystery: how is it tourists on scooters aren't falling down all the time. I've been paying particular attention this week and they ride so badly, beeping their horns as they go that I wonder they aren't committing suicide all the time.
Roosevelt Sands public housing to close out this walk.
It is a mystery to me how some people manage summers in these apartments without air conditioning. It seems impossible but some do just that.
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