The Worst Paint Job?!

Two German architecture fans, Johann Lotter and Reinhard Wissdorf, have written a surreal detective novel in which a serial killer destroys a number of ugly buildings around Frankfurt. What might the fictional killer do with this manky facade, I wonder.

Technically, this may not be the "worst paint job"; only, the "worst color choices". Perhaps the owners are trying to bring whimsy to another "fortified" bungalow, smothered with inartfully applied stucco, its porch resembling the jaws of a robotic canine.

The front porch, the social spring, the fountainhead of communal relations, rendered inpenetrable, inhospitable, unneighborly, behind a veil of gleaming white.