I found this incredible mural in the Neve Tzedek area of Tel Aviv, which I learned is one of the older neighborhoods created when modern Tel Aviv began to be settled beyond the old town of Jaffa at the turn of the last century. The streets are filled with a European texture and colors: small cafes and shops, stone buildings and old signs. Completely charming and very lovely.
No matter how far you travel around the world, you are always reminded of the persistence of American popular culture, which I find both reassuring and depressing when I travel. In this case, I thought it would add a nice meta touch if someone added parenthetically, (“Until I Saw Him Talking to a Chair!”)