I wish I could smile like an alley. They look good every time.
An alley’s desirability increases with its level of decrepitude. Impressive. If each new white hair on my head made me look that much more awesome in the background of pictures, I’d be photo-bombing celebrities like nobody’s business.
The architects that designed these alley-boundary buildings must have had incredible foresight. How else could they have predicted that alleys would become such picturesque locales? Their placement of useless doorways was perfect for the keen eye of today’s brightest photographers.