That I never took a photo of the situation I'm about to describe to you here (which, alas, no longer exists) . . .
In Our Town, there used to be a large Planned Parenthood clinic at the edge of an even larger open-air mall. It's sort of a giant strip mall, on the 'plan' of those huge outlet malls, with shops all around the perimeter, and a massive parking lot in the middle. The PP clinic was in one of the 'strip' buildings that formed the southern edge of the rectangle, and was actually on the 'outside' of the mall (ie, on the side facing away from the huge central parking lot). Right next to the PP clinic, to the east (ie, to its right as you faced the common front) was a much smaller veterinary clinic.
Thus (and it was especially prominent after dark), an observer would see a large, brightly-lit 'Planned Parenthood' sign, leading the eye smoothly and naturally to the vet clinic's sign, which was considerably smaller, but no less brightly-lit, saying, 'Spay/Neuter Surgery'.
You can't make this stuff up. . .