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a painting with writing or graffiti or cursive in it - I'm there. . .
So there we were in Old City, Philadelphia - overcast, kinda drizzly (my kind of day). We had seen almost every single gallery in that area and were nigh unto sensory overload. We came out of Snyderman-Works Gallery and thought we were done and about to head back to the bus and supper and home - when someone spied the most unusual thing up under a tree a couple doors down. Awww, another gallery. But how unique and different and cool. It drew us all in, just like a magical story. The Bahdeebahdu Gallery is magical. This picture doesn't give you a clue and words cannot describe the wonderful time we had there. What a perfect end to our day. You must check out this hilarious, wonderful, fantastic Gallery that is different from anything you've seen.
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