Preveet...
You might be wondering, Do I really too wish I had some spray paint? No. These were words muttered by a local teen after she tried to mooch a smoke off me, as I was resting on the edge of the graffiti laden Ballard Bowl.
I don't mind spray paint given to the right people. The people who create with it, whose work illicit a certain emotion. The only emotion that the Ballard Bowl's got is annoyance. A bunch of bored kids get together and like to "spray fuck sally so and so", or "Craig Smokes Pole", creative stuff really. But I want to focus on one indivudual piece which I failed to get a picture of, one of these tards tagged the Soviet Flag, complete with the Hammer and Sickle, ugh.
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