Without a date. Without a street sign.
Without a person to date it back to.
With my bicycle standing between my legs, this is how this corner decided to greet me.
Completely colorless. Completely colourful. Totally fake. Totally genuine.
Pick your very own perspective. Throw your own imaginary paint on it.
Run with it.

Ashbury at Hayes. San Francisco 2010

Passing time.
Passing time