# summary
Art happens here, wherever we are. It jumps off the train rolls down the ditch and smashes into the wall leaving it's mark on your soul...in your memories..and on the society around it. X marks the spot where you open yourself to the magic. I believe in the freedom that is more free then not having to pay to see the galleries. My eye is on the wall, and I'm Part of this CawmUnity.

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streetartcities.com