The innards of a traffic light button:

“Life doesn’t last all life. Life lasts while you’re young”:

Typography:

Plaques:

Posters:

Greyness:

12 €/L petrol:

No comment:

Shit happens:

Tunnels below, perchance?

Based:

Less than a month after changing trains at Mestre, I unexpectedly got to see the real deal: Venice proper.

It is a designer’s wonderland. It would also be the best city to live in (much beauty, no cars) if it wasn’t for the frequent flooding.

See the video I made for Ribis for the landmarks. This post contains the parts that didn’t make the cut.

A canal:

A singing gondolier:

Splendid Venice:

Intercoms combined with mailboxes:

Free Assange:

Colorful cube in Mestre:

First of all, the euphoric smell is still there. I didn’t find it as common as in 2020 and before, but it does come from the Tube and it also came from a bus. May it stay.

A beautiful window:

A beautiful lantern:

Greenery:

Plaques:

Other address lettering:

Soviet architecture:

A traffic light:

An outdoor table:

Doors:

A mighty entryway:

A lovely face:

Trees and bricks:

A brick wall:

The London Fire Brigade’s coat of arms reminds me of the Kiribati flag 🇰🇮:

Chinatown:

A gallery:

A patriotic flag display:

An ice cream van:

A charming car:

A square:

The London Eye:

Big Sister is watching:

A pharmacy swastika:

Wokeness at the Wellcome Collection:

My message:

The first words of one of my favorite poëms, Leisure, on a sticker:

Other city details:

Unlike Italy, there is a lot of Asian and Indian cuisine in London. Its spicy aromas are a delight.

Packaging at the supermarket:

Drinking from a coconut:

A water bottle:

Swedenborg’s Rules of Tremulation:

It’s a shame Selfridges doesn’t sell fridges.

Play now. Win later¹

¹A lot later. Possibly never

Why the hell are The Times paying for an anti-Assange advertisement? And when did child-free feminist nonsense become more important than life, style, and puzzles?

Corporate media is morally bankrupt.