I Love These Real Simple Graphics

Lake street has got to be the worst street in Chicago. Aside from the trains roaring across the loop a few feet above, the sun never shines below the trestles so snow turns to icey slush and stays that way. There is an aggressive bum on every corner and government issued vehicles illegally and/or doubled park in every spot. Traversing the street between offices everyday is enough to make you agoraphobic.
However, I found this little glimmer of light at trestle number 420 and it brightened up my afternoon. Dig: