I'm still not sure what the second to last sign on the top row is supposed to be... an electric building?
I entered, and then some.
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Harika is the Turkish word for wonderful, marvellous, extraordinary. It has always been one of my most favourite words, for both its meaning and the pleasure of pronouncing it.
Welcome to Harika, the adventures of a compulsive sketcher.
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4 comments:
Maybe it means no bright lights at night.
Hmm... that's a good guess. I never would have thought of that.
great signs post
Thank you!
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