On a rare occasion, the sun comes out and the sky isn't totally grey. The sun seems to prefer Fridays, so do I.
Liberty, sometimes it's two-faced.
Bundling up next to the fish cart.
This is some sort of business center, but it looks pretty menacing.
The new with the old.
It seems as though this ship sailed in through the ice, because the anchor, which i believe is perhaps an old oil drum full of concrete, is half above "water".
And my favorite, "The Devil's little red...er I mean pink...corvette...er I mean bug"