I found this while wandering San Francisco's streets the other day.
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2 comments:
rather scary, actually.
What really scared me was that this sign is on a blank wall with a only a single windowless blue security door, I saw no cameras or humans present to insure the dropped off child was quickly picked up before he/she could crawl out into the four lane highway adjacent to it.
peace {I} and thanks for the post
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