Wednesday, April 25, 2012

moving art

I work as a tutor for foreign exchange students a few hours a week.  The program's building is on the edge of campus, right on the other side of a busy train track.  I've made my peace with the weekly pause of a long cargo line rumbling through town.  In fact, I've started to look forward to it.

So, maybe it's not stop and smell the roses.  Instead, maybe it's stop and see the graffiti?

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