One of the things I like about living in my neighborhood are the sayings and drawings people have scratched and painted here and there in the sidewalks.
This was scrawled into wet cement by some scalawag a few years back. I’d gone past it for years and only noticed it last week. Its timeliness remains.
|east side Polk around 156-48, between California and Sacramento|
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