Along I-5 in California's Central Valley there is a place to stop, eat, and refill your tank. It smells like cow shit - the air burns your nostrils. Yet some enterprising graffiti artist braved it all to display his skills to a few hundred cars a day.
It got my attention.
1 comment:
pretty good work, looks like stencil, but still interesting.. better than the crappy words I can't read in ghetto slang.
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