Roger around the World

This is the kind of scene that makes you believe in the world, clam chowder, fresh crabs, seafood cocktail, you can almost smell the scents from the many crabberies... no more "Oil, brakes and motion", bye New York and welcome to the Pacific.

Notice also the colours on the signs; They all use green, nearly the same faddy green colour, in their sign writing, why is that?

I hope it's not because the local sign writer has an unual amount of green on stock (or could he be colour blind?). I hope there is a message here and that the crabs are somehow interlinked with the colour, in a real sense or on an esoterical level that we can only observe and perhaps never understand.