281) Holy smokes, we’re making some serious art here, people. Just look at everything going on in this photos. The doomed Highway 99 viaduct lurks in the background, reminding us all of our eventual demise. The glass-walled builidings rise to the sky, symbolizing our dreams and aspirations. The mailbox stands front and center, tying us to those near and far through its vast network. All the while the orange cones stress caution. Then there’s me. I don’t represent anything.