This city has painted poems on the walls long before murals where populair. I somehow like it maybe even better or at least as same as. . (Pic.`s I did before: http://365project.org/pyrrhula/365/2013-09-30)
The translation:
If I were made of glass
I might have been in windows
I brought everything in from the outside
and also from the outside in
images to love
Peter Rose
Ian