I often see people reading in Portland. These two appear to be reading newspapers. What do you see people reading in public in your city?
The guy in the door, wearing the white apron with the pizza sauce stain, must work at the establishment the other guy is patronizing--Escape from New York Pizza. Note the Easter bunny complete with a loaded basket--pizza slices, not eggs--on the window. I wonder what will appear in its place now that Easter had come and gone?
