I walked home from the 20 on Saturday night and saw a poster. Lost: Heart Found: Happiness.
Let's put aside that this sentiment is based out of a 16 year old "philosophy." Was it really fucking necessary to have 3 of them on each block? Even the taggers aren't that obnoxious. By the time I reached home, which is pretty far down the alphabet, I counted 30 of them.
And to the assholes who threw paint all over the BoA ATM. Way to stick it to the man! And by the man I mean my husband who went to deposit his paycheck. You sure showed him.
The revolution will come with lame ass posters and paint all over an ATM. Apparently.
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