View from the Window Over the Kitchen Sink

     I don't find this scenery uninspiring.  In fact, I've spent more than a few minutes looking at the handmade sign in the second window over from the right, wondering what it says.  We're 7  stories above the street, so it's not as if someone could walk by and read it.  Maybe it's not a sign, maybe it's a poem that's been posted for our enjoyment.  I should see if I can zoom in to take another photo and then have Terry ask one of his Cantonese-speaking acquaintances at work to interpret it for us.