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My wife and I visited Baltimore last week, and while we were there, I stopped at Graffiti Alley, a place where every square inch of wall space is filled with flamboyant color, stylized writing, and graffiti art. We loved it!
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 | By Emily Dickinson: I would not paint – a picture – I'd rather be the One Its bright impossibility To dwell – delicious – on – And wonder how the fingers feel Whose rare – celestial – stir – Evokes so sweet a Torment – Such sumptuous – Despair –  |
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