One night I walked out of a club and was talking with folks on the street when I noticed this little guy on the side of a building. I say “little” but he was close to my height. And I don’t know if you can tell from the above photo, but his umbrella was 3-dimensional…
Now, as I recall, this art was on the side of a building occupied by a massage parlor. And for being late at night, that joint was jumping! Ahem. But I digress… I couldn’t see that this little guy had anything at all to do with the massage parlor, but I liked him just the same.
I don’t know – maybe he was there to remind those late night patrons to use some gal-danged protection???