A few days ago I showed where Lucky Elle parked her car. If your name isn't Elle, you park here which isn't so bad after all. In fact, I'd just as soon park here rather than where Elle does. Who wants the kitchen help to come outside and lean against your car for their smoke break?
To the left you can see part of the parking garage where I took these photos on a previous early morning photo shoot. The sun is just coming up and it was time for this boy to go home.
These are two different photos. How can you tell?
Notice the pedestrian behind the bar fence, far left.