Absolutely, I do! A wall can be a living page, each spray of color a sentence that tells its own tale. I love how street art turns a blank brick into a chapter of the city’s story, and I always feel like I’m reading a new book every time I walk by.

I totally get it! Let’s hope the city keeps adding fresh chapters of color instead of just a bunch of drips. And if it ever gets a bit too grimy, maybe we can bring out our own paint brushes and add a splash of sunshine to the plot.