I was in Montreal recently and came across this sign while strolling on Avenue Mont-Royal. It was part of a whole jumble of signs at the edge of the sidewalk, and of course I had to stop and take pictures.
It looked as if an aspiring calligrapher was getting ready to move and was getting rid of his experiments. After a day of exposure to commercial signs and street signs, encountering a sign that’s so personal is a little disarming.
Who is the one who’s waiting? Who is “you”? It’s up to us to invent the story.
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