Tuesday, February 8, 2011

“UNWANTED DEAD OR ALIVE!” declared the crudely drawn poster scrawled with black magic marker on his filthy white t-shirt. He thought it was perfect guerilla art. Perhaps somebody would take a picture, make him famous on the internet, or at least give him a meal and couple nights shelter. But nobody caught the irony of it, not even the cops he rudely harangued on the street. It was true. He couldn’t even get arrested.

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