Don't look at the side of the road I commute 35 minutes to work every day, taking three separate freeways. I really hate the commute. It's the bane of my pathetic little existence. And if it weren't for the billboards lining those three freeways and breaking up the monotony, I'd probably change jobs. You'd have to work hard to miss them, though judging from the way many visitors drive, I wouldn't presume to take a sense of direction for granted.
Architects call it building as sign .
Inside the castle. Behind the Greco-Roman fa ade, Maximus. It should be obvious. In this town, a buffet can outdraw Michael Douglas, which is, of course, how it should be. Even the escort services, having been knocked out of the yellow pages, have taken to billboards.