So, I ran across this eight foot tall face puffin' on a doobie, faso, porro, weed, joint, and I had to stop and return his curious gaze through eyes like slits.
He seemed to be gesturing that I move to the right some, but I stood my ground. He did not have an iPhone, but only and iDream and it might have been his birthday. There was a lack of activity on the street this morning. That made it easy to back way off and try to get this one in frame. These need to be captured before someone paints over them or vandalizes them.
One more for the books. Captured on the border of Puerto Madero - west side.
