From around town. First, a monster assimilating a building.
Next, a monster on a wall.
I’m sure there’s a monster lurking in this MARTA station.
A lovely landscape. There used to be a monster here.
Another.
Certified monster-free.
One more. You pick.
Which, on a more serious note, symbolizes Atlanta, at least from the MARTA – rough patches interspersed with well-off patches. A little depressing, I think.
