I spied this this beautifully rendered mural while driving east on Lake Street last week. I don't know the context or the history but I am totally smitten with the blues and lavenders. On a more irreverant note I will add that I like how this starving orphan-type child seems to be reaching hungrily for the scabs of peeling paint. (Oh, don't you worry! I just know that winged shiksa has a mayonnaise sandwich tucked in a pocket of her giant nightie.)
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