I certainly don’t mean the wisdom of building walls. That’s another post at another time …
This is about the wisdom, the emotional outpouring, and the straight-up bizarre things I’ve seen written on walls around Bologna so far. They’re a different take on graffiti, relying on words, rather than pictures, to try to get their point across. Maybe some should have stuck with pictures.
Ho fame …
The beauty is your head. The beauty is lost in the English translation.
I cannot forget you! That’s your f&^% problem.
Children, TV only tells you lies.
Too drunk to … spell? Finish a thought?
Too drunk to pacman?
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That’s REALLY drunk! 😉
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