Streetart Stories

" 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?

Zhara Alexander is a young artist in a small town, secretly competing with someone she has yet to know.

Her long auburn hair which stuck to her light shades of lipstick would shield her freckles from the outside world, but expose her eyes. Her eyes were full of happiness and love until at night she would take off her mask and she would fall into the vivid darkness of depression Please read & review. Thanks!

What everyone sees is just the girl who sits in the front row of the classroom, answers all the questions, and is better friends with her teachers and people her age. However, what they don't see are the scars, the bottle of whiskey she keeps under her pillow, and the backpack in her closet-- filled with spray paint. Genesis isn't exactly a social butterfly like most of the girls in her senior class, but she's also no typical nerd. When new kid, Jeremiah, takes an interest in her, she will finally discover that maybe, she's not so alone in this world after all.

After a life changing decision, Emery Grey, 17, starts new in the big apple where street art covers the city and no one knows who she is. Everything is planned out perfectly as it had been for months except for one thing. Love.

revenge /rɪˈvɛn(d)ʒ/ noun the action of hurting or harming someone in return for an injury or wrong suffered at their hands. This is Google's take on revenge. Although I would say that it falls under everything I'm implying I feel as if it's... missing something. Is anyone fimilar with the term 'an eye for an eye? A tooth for a tooth?' Well If you aren't, I find it pretty self explanatory. I wasn't always like this... Rude, Sarcastic and Amazing. I used to be quite nice. A little too nice if you were to ask me. Too... hopful. To depressed. But then it happened. I took a step up. And stepped out. My life was a mess, and I had tried so many countless times to fix it. But I couldn't. It was impossible. So I took a step away form the situation. And came back after A LOT of hard work, to help the past stay in the past well also getting my revenge well I was there...

Graffiti in Jordan has been gaining momentum over the past few decades. What began as an underground movement has now evolved into a prominent form of artistic expression. Walk through the streets of Amman, the capital city, and you'll find colorful murals, intricate designs, and powerful messages adorning walls, buildings, and alleyways.

A reckless, inconsiderate bastard of a street artist, and a nerdy high school student afraid of his own shadow. It's a match made in heaven.

Getting kicked out of a club is kinda the lowest of the lows, isn't it? Yvette's night was going downhill fast. I would like to acknowledge Reedsy.com for providing the prompt that inspired this story. The prompt was "Write a story in which the lines between awake and dreaming are blurred."

Story of two street artists who can't help but fall for one another despite their differences. Two households, neither alike in dignity, In fair Alleyways, where we lay our scene, From no ancient grudge doesn't break to new mutiny, Where spray paint makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes A pair of star-cross'd lovers don't take their life; Whose misadventured piteous overthrows society

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....

Concrete Hearts is a tale of two souls navigating the complexities of urban life, discovering that amidst the city's towering skyscrapers and echoing subways, hearts of gold can be found, and dreams can be reignited. It's about finding beauty in chaos, love amidst challenges, and painting a life that's truly one's own.

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

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

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?

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

My story, describing today's relationship between normal people and graffiti artists.

how to come through the signs, arts and travels

Vanessa Brooks a runaway teen with a fiery attitude, eye for fashion, a need for fun and a reckless energy. She goes through life with a camera glued to her hands, false lashes up to her eyebrows and a laugh plastered to her face. Nessa Brooks is a little crazy, but the best people are. Shay Miller a classic sad boy with street artist tendencies. He's the Banksy of 1000 years in the future. Shay has a love affair with old movies and the smell of paint, plus hes a little obsessed with controversial art and loud music. He goes through life with suspicious eyes, earphones forever in and swearing a little too much. But are they a pair meant for each other? Maybe. I mean they are both seventeen, they both have a hunger for justice and they are both dreading their twenty-first birthday, the day marked on their calendars as dooms day. But in a world going up in flames and falling apart at the same time love is the last thing on their mind and one of the hardest things to find. But when clinging to hope gets harder and the urge to push everyone away stronger, they resist. Because Nessa and Shay need each other, they need each other to survive. WARNING - the word fire is obsessively overused in this book

The internet and tabloid press are buzzing with rumours about the disappearance of the mysterious billionaire street artist Crypto, the UK's hottest property in the global art world. No new pieces have appeared in over eight months, and their publicist has released a statement that they have had no contact. The press and the public all seem to think that it is another elaborate 'art prank'. Callie, a homeless young artist who paints under the tag 'Ghost One', aspires to make a name for herself on the London scene. Her only focus is finding a way to leave behind the dirty streets, and the dangers that lurk in places where most people never set foot. When her rival, the leader of the five-strong all-girl graffiti crew, The Jubilee Queens, turns up dead in an underground tunnel, bled out beneath the electrified rails, the police and coroner rule that it is a result of suicide. But then three more Queens appear on missing persons posters, and Callie knows that there must be something much darker at play. Those girls were way too in love with themselves to ever do a thing like that. With only a can of spray paint to her name, and a desire to uncover the truth, Callie sets out on an adventure quite unlike any other.