Look Look it's a tow-tram.
Some fantastic bar art.
Blasphemy, my favorite phemy.
A farewell piece from Cakes, a last hurrah to celebrate the end of a 10 year public art and housing project closed due to gentrification.
Graffiti gone digital.
We visited the Institute of Cryptoanarchy, part of a huge and well organised hacker space.
Responsible for such amazing hacks as this one.
One of 10 or so 3D printers made of 3D printed parts available in the basement hacker space.
Ree back at the cross club admiring the extraordinary construction.
The view down stairs.
The view from the bassement stage DJ booth of the bar.