Exactly 24 hours and seven minutes after I took the previous photo in this series, and then came out after school let out to shoot the progress of the sign’s destruction, this is what greeted me.
An empty fence. No trace of the sign: no shreds of plastic board anywhere nearby, not even loose attachments left hanging on the fence. It was as if the sign NEVER EXISTED.
Happily, there is this second sign still around the corner, so our neighbourhood’s children won’t become road pizza thanks to heedless drivers:
“My Street is not a race track!”
Nonetheless, I’m not going to track this one. The experiment is concluded.
Tags: montreal, photos, ruttan's place, Safety Sign