July 8th, 2003

breaking bad

I wish that man would go away

Graffiti sticks in your mind. Sometimes it's there for months, sometimes for years. It becomes a geographical reference point.

Where I live all the graffiti is concentrated in one fetid tunnel under the A45. On a typical day I go through this tunnel several times. It's like the id of the neighbourhood. You are walking down a bright, clean, avenue then you go down the ramp into the underpass and you are immersed in sexual anxiety and ill-directed anger.

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