This pair of discarded television sets in SoHo looked so forlorn that I felt obligated to take a picture of them:

Not sure whether the graffiti beautifies them or makes them uglier, but it seemed to add to their pathos.

Near the TV sets, a colonial soldier looked almost as forlorn, especially because he had been plastered over with female stooges:

And right around the corner from that was a mailbox on which someone had placed an uneaten ice-cream cone upside down:

Coco, of course, sits around waiting.

I'm sure she'd rather have had me bring the yummy ice cream home than take pictures of it.