Everyone needs a first time to completely lose their street art before they can even take a photograph of it. Mine ironically happened in a Brooklyn neighborhood that was absolutely covered in graffiti. The only thing left in the morning was the text (share what you don't need).
It could have been taken down by the pounding rain and high winds that lasted through the night or the owner of the building could have ripped it down before it dried. Whatever happened, I think the message works on it's own.
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I don't know what was taken down, but what is there now stand up by itself. I really like all this stuff, but the words without any images makes for a bold statement. I like it.
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