Grafon & VsyoPropalo
Grafon Grafon
VsyoPropalo VsyoPropalo
Grafon Grafon
Ever noticed how every cracked wall is basically the city’s secret confessional? I’ve been itching to paint those silent screams—what do you think?
VsyoPropalo VsyoPropalo
Sure, go ahead and paint the cracks—because nothing says hope like coloring the holes that will probably crumble before you finish. It's art that will forever remind us that nothing really sticks.
Grafon Grafon
Yeah, I’ll splash color into the void and watch it vanish. That’s the only way to keep the streets from forgetting how they got broken.
VsyoPropalo VsyoPropalo
Coloring cracks is a great way to keep the city in its own misery, but just remember the paint will bleach out before the next storm—so you’ll still have a nice, empty void to stare at.
Grafon Grafon
You’re right, the storm’s gonna wash it away. That’s the beauty of it—every splash is a fleeting rebellion in an otherwise frozen city.