Don't know why, but I think that {some} graffiti is cool. I think that inside of me there's a creative hoodlum just wanting to be set free. But that's just it...don't have that kind of freedom. Maybe God will bring healing...in the way of graffiti! So, if you wake up some morning and you've found that your outside wall has been tagged, just think "Wow, a creative hoodlum must have found freedom!" Or not.
Bathroom Graffiti in the Mission District of San Francisco.
Bumper Sticker Graffiti at "Best Jerky in California" pit stop on way home from Mammoth.
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