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The Graffiti Artist

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Parts 21
Time 1h 52m

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He saw her from the high window of the new apartment he just transferred into. She wasn't like the rest of the girls living in the Bronx. She was different. She never wore pants without a jacket around her waist to complete her whole outfit.I don't think he'd ever seen her without holes in her pants either . She was so mysterious until he saw her outside of the abandoned playground on 3rd and Parks. He followed her. She then pulled two cans of paint from the jacket around her waist's pockets and she sprayed on the wall. He almost couldn't believe it. She was drawing graffiti ! The mysterious girl from 1st Street in the Parksplace apartment complex was doing something illegal. His jaw had to be put back in place by his hands as he waited for her to finish expecting something of a stick figure that was deformed . It was about 26 minutes before she stepped away and took a look no longer than 10 seconds, after she ran like she was about to loose her life. She didn't look back. He emerged from my hiding place and stood before the painted brick. What he saw was a work of art better than anything he'd ever seen done by spray paint, let alone a girl with spray paint. That's the day she became The Graffiti Artist. (c)2014All Rights Reserved

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