And to think that I saw it on Boylston Street

The coat was just hanging on the fence along the Public Garden. Nobody was around who seemed to belong to it. A new pick-up/drop-off point for a local dry cleaner?

Note: More photos to follow. One of them I think is funny, but if you're easily offended, you might not want to go further.

Kids, it's called a typewriter. I ever tell you about carbon paper? At Commonwealth Books:

An alley cat at, well, the entrance to the Alley:

I can never remember - how do you tell a cantaloupe is ripe again?

Isn't it just so nice that somebody thoughtfully left the remains of a slice of pizza atop a traffic-control device for our feathered friends?

The happiest ped in the universe, at Boylston and Dartmouth:

Only in Boston (at the entrance to the Public Garden at Arlington):

Watch out:

Sure, they're not, but don't those ribbons look like ram's horns?

It'll be a shame when the Emerson dorm or classroom building or whatever is finally built and covers up the building ghosts:

Note the Viking boat at 62 Boylston - there are some Financial District buildings with a similar motif: