Hopes and dreams in Jyväskylä, Finland. A miserable, cold, early morning walking to work. Somebody had painted this traffic sign apparently that night and when I walked back from work, it was already painted over. I gotta say my timing was precise! A rugged, dirty parking lot and a backyard of some local bars -there’s no better or more miserable looking place to write the withering “Hopes and dreams” to.