No Graffiti

Home away from home and cats, I wandered on the streets of my birth town, Pori.

At Annankatu six there is a decrepit industrial building. If memory serves me well, it was to be demolished and in any case, it was emply for years. Then the local youth occupied it and after some political twists and turns it was given to them.

This fabulous wall painting stands out in this bland town. I like to think it's not graffiti, because in my vocabulary graffiti equals outlaw. So this must be a modern mural.