If only there was some way to get rid of the brainless advertisements that cloud our busstops and appartment exteriors. Give me a rundown tennis court or a fractured slab of concrete anyday and I'll take it. Just no more suburbified, targeted, wasted space. We need no more negative optimisim. Send out some radical hate-ons. Scream "Fuck You Dirty Cunt" at homeless dicks. Whatever it takes. I don't care. And neither do they. Just give them change. Or buy them crack. Or maybe take an hour out of your 9-5 crammed meeting space, and grab coffee with someone who you can empower to help get that dude some sleep or some eats or some knowledge. But don't sneer at our abandonded basketball courts. Not when you're polluting us with your dime-a-dozen slogans and gimmicks.
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