Eric and I did urban letterboxing in downtown Asheville, which was a lot of fun. I love taking photos of graffiti, and this fellow is in Chicken Alley, reputed to be haunted by a murdered gentleman. Haunted or not, I wouldn't go there in the darkness! The letterbox we were looking for was gone, but the social statements we observed in the impromtu works of art were quite interesting. I love that my man enjoys watching me look at random "stuff" and will go wither I goest. Love you, Eric.