I always covered every inch of those steel boxes with paint, often having a theme on both sides, while painting a graf piece on the ends. Now looking back, the days when I would ride my bike to the yard and paint in the hot sun are some of the best times I've had. My friend is now gone, along with his business, his dumpsters, and all of my artwork. People in this city still remember those colorful boxes that would be scattered though out the neighborhoods, and I try hard to remember all the good times spent with my friend
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