This one looks like something dreamed up by H. R. Giger, though I can assure you I found this on an otherwise unassuming West Village side street. I've been squinting at this arrangement for far too long trying to describe it, and it only gets stranger the more I try to make out what's going on. Claws? Horns? And is that a combat helmet? It's either a work of art or an accidental Rorschach test. Either way, it's evidence that you can always get a little creative with your address numbers.