Pure loveliness, found at a train station in Duesseldorf. You can almost hear the waves caressing the tendrils of seaweed this way and that:
Note the balding egghead to the right of the graffito with the question mark over his head. You see him everywhere — does anyone know his story?
There seems to be a lot of outstanding graffiti street art in Germany. Has anyone written a book about it that one of my good-looking, cultivated readers can recommend?