Hello, dear Hive Community
More Color On The Street
Today we continue with colourful sprayed murals.
Here we have wall protection against tagging and doodling.
The whole area is littered with car paint shops, sheet metal workers and is a small workshop area.
They protect their fences, gates and entrances with graffiti art.
Here you can see 2 red, littel devils with white horns in blue overalls which are the bookends of an ornament style mural.
Both of them are of the opinion that money keeps the world running and is the root of all evil.
With all that is going on in the world right now, you would think they are more than right.
If you want to know what happens here tomorrow then you should
That is so cool! Even devils wear overalls! LOL
Hehe. Thanks for your kind visit.
Indeed money changes things.
Bitcoin makes the world go round.
Fiat money is the root of all evil.
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Some wall arts seen after a while. Works beautifully.. Have a nice day.
Thanks for stepping by :-)
That's really cool and really brightens the area up!..
Best wishes :-)
Thank you.
That devil character would look cool in a video game, it reminds me of Mario except this guy is a mechanic not a plumber 😃
Hehe. Thans for watching.
Der Teufel links (also der mit der beinahe philosophischen Erkenntnis) hat es offensichtlich zu einem ganz bestimmten Zeitpunkt in seinem Leben geschafft, aus einem Kreislauf des Irrsinns auszubrechen. Dies scheint mir auch der Grund, weshalb er stets einen Schraubschlüssen greifbar in seiner Nähe mit sich führt. Justiert der Homo sapiens nämlich nicht regelmäßig seine lockeren Schrauben, mutiert er zu dem Exemplar mit dem Hammer, den er sich in aller Regelmäßigkeit selbst aufs Hirn klopft, um nicht feststellen zu müssen, dass es nicht nur der Planet ist, der sich dreht, sondern er selbst sich wie eine Spielmaus wie irre im Kreis dreht, ohne je nahe an die Beute zu kommen, die ihn in diesen unendlichen Wahnsinn geführt hat.