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It
was a lovely little art gallery, a pair of murals reflecting the
proximity to the Zoo.
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A
jaunty giraffe greeted me with a saucy look.
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Elephants
sauntered slowly, ignoring the roar of the traffic above them.
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'What's
up?' asked the caribou.
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A
brightly-colored parrot peered down at me and smirked.
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Yikes!
Someone's been into the hair dye!
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A
psychedelic kangaroo smiled at the sun.
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I
loved these two. They looked as if they were having a grand old
chat.
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And a bird(?)
saw me on my way. The only thing that spoiled it was the graffiti.
I don't understand why some people find it necessary to deface
that which someone else has spent a long time creating. Still,
it remained a lovely little treat for me on a gloomy day.
I later came
across a great article on the Seattle Government Website describing
how the 57th Street Underpass Murals came into being in 1994.
( link )
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