graffiti pazzi
I'm really taken by the quantity and variety of Italian graffiti. You'd have to look pretty hard, I think, to find a city in the US that has just so much, covering every square inch of some blocks (in most places, only up to about shoulder height, though: it is foretold that some day a graffitist will come along who knows how to use a stepladder. He will be the Chosen One, and he will OWN the CITY). Also, a lot of it's political. Incoherent politics, maybe, but political nonetheless; something you'd never see in the US.
With that as a preamble, here's the graffito of the day, written in pen on the back of a seat on the number 75 bus:
[swastika] WHITE POWO!
Which I like to think was written by a Nazi with a really bad lisp.
With that as a preamble, here's the graffito of the day, written in pen on the back of a seat on the number 75 bus:
[swastika] WHITE POWO!
Which I like to think was written by a Nazi with a really bad lisp.
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Just wanted to share my all-time favorite Italian graffito with you. From the wall of a lonely train station somewhere between Florence and Vicchio: "Yenkee go home!" Succinct, heartfelt, passionate, all despite the misspelling. It was there for at least five years, and probably still is today.
BTW, my g-mail address, which I have to get in the habit of checking: sjs1975@gmail.com
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