Streetart Stories

This project is a street‑level study of gold as symbol, power source, and inner technology, moving from ancient alchemy to Chinese dynasties to Hip Hop's golden age. It shows how gold shaped empires, defined value, and later became armor and identity in the hands of RUN DMC and the culture that followed. At the same time, it critiques how "exclusive" lost its meaning in the digital era, reminding readers that real knowledge once traveled mouth‑to‑ear, earned through presence and connection. This work restores that standard; rewind‑worthy bars, divine braggadocio, underground autonomy, and the reminder that the gold we chase lives within us.

" It's not a story about Bitcoin. It's a story about what's left of a man when he refuses to be his bank account." In the heart of Bristol, amid the acrid smell of paint and the electrical hum of clandestine servers, the most dangerous identity of the century is born. Robin Gunningham didn't want to be rich; he wanted to be free. But freedom comes at a price no cryptographic function can calculate. While the world chases the shadow of Satoshi Nakamoto through financial charts and journalistic investigations, Mercedes Fiorenova leads us into the bunker where aggressive activism meets the silence of the soul. Between a work that self-destructs under the blows of an auction gavel and a code that slips into the depths of the Darknet, I'M Satoshi Nakamoto (Banksy) is a brutal and poetic descent into the failure of modern utopias. dark true novel . A journey alongside a man who burned a billion-dollar treasure to remain a ghost, and a woman, Lauren, who dances on the edge of a bipolar abyss to witness the end of the world as we know it. Are you ready to discover that the truth isn't written in a digital wallet, but on the wall they just tried to tear down?

Poems written about my love for art. This includes many types of art, but mainly: Graffiti, Street Art, Tattoos, and cute ugly little creatures

Sequel to Paint Me Black and Leave Me Alone

He does graffiti... Or as he puts it, he is a street artist. Because of God's oh-so-gracious gift to him at birth, he has never had any trouble keeping his identity secret... Until now. ~~~~~~ "B-but h-" "Does it matter how? Just get out of my damn apartment!" I pointed at the door. "Y-you are a girl?" He asked finally looking from my chest to my face. Scanning my feminine features quite obviously. He looked away from my face and down to my boxers, which as you could guess, were not very feminine. "But you have a d-" The man stopped blushing. "A dick?" I chuckled more for the fact that it was hardly considered a dick, but he doesn't need to know that "Yes, sweetie, I'm a chick with a dick." I said and then stopped. "Well, rather, I am a jack with a rack." Currently 'Random' genre

Luis and Slydawg are back with another adventure! *THIS TAKES PLACE AFTER THE FIRST STORY!* Luis has been seeing a tagger who seems like they want to hide from him. Who could this tagger be?

"I am not a word, I am not a line. I am not a girl that could ever be defined." or, the story of a girl who has nothing more than an iPod, a diary, and a dream. until she meets the boy in the cafe and the girl from the studio.

A vibrant, edgy, fresh new YA voice for fans of More Happy Than Not and Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda, packed with interior graffiti. When Julia finds a slur about her best friend scrawled across the back of the Kingston School for the Deaf, she covers it up with a beautiful (albeit illegal) graffiti mural. Her supposed best friend snitches, the principal expels her, and her two mothers set Julia up with a one-way ticket to a "mainstream" school in the suburbs, where she's treated like an outcast as the only deaf student. The last thing she has left is her art, and not even Banksy himself could convince her to give that up. Out in the 'burbs, Julia paints anywhere she can, eager to claim some turf of her own. But Julia soon learns that she might not be the only vandal in town. Someone is adding to her tags, making them better, showing off-and showing Julia up in the process. She expected her art might get painted over by cops. But she never imagined getting dragged into a full-blown graffiti war. Told with wit and grit by debut author Whitney Gardner, who also provides gorgeous interior illustrations of Julia's graffiti tags, You're Welcome, Universe introduces audiences to a one-of-a-kind protagonist who is unabashedly herself no matter what life throws in her way.

Prompt taken from the My Hero Academia Amino ~~~ He thought that putting the two of them together was rather ironic. Fire and ice were polar opposites, always at odds. Putting the two together would only result in a huge, confusing... mess. Shoto's eyes widened. That was it.

Luis, a 13 year old trans boy, is trying to figure out his way through life. (tw: abuse, swearing, deadnaming, gender dysphoria) His mom hates him, he doesn't know who his dad is, but he has a close circle of friends.

Izuku Midoryia is a high school student going to UA Dance academy but he is also a street dancer with a group of friends know as the Villains. His life may seem perfect. All A's, Great friends, a future. But what a lot of people don't know is he has a shitty family that's hidden behind the 'Great Family' curtain. {School: UA Dance academy | Lives: Tralior park | Age: 15} Katsuki Bakugo is also a high school student but goes to a sketchy school with his friends. (Mina, Denki, Sero and his best bud Kirishima) He is not perfect at all. All bad grades, street artist, street dancer. {School: AFO high | Lives: in a apartment | Age: 16

Cozen Definition: to trick or deceive Synonym: obtain by deception Antonym: expose From the moment she was born, seventeen-year-old Wisty Valence's life was filled with cozen. Her true self was hidden away without her consent. What she was, who she was, what she had to become was all around her, but she was blinded by the one person she trusted the most. Now, through the most unfortunate of events, it is revealed...

Three girls, spray paint, and a big city. What could go wrong?

My family was my everything...but when it fell apart I turned to my art and filled the streets with colour Swiftly imprinting the plain walls with wonder My art became my everything So I will fight to keep it alive....