|How did they even get up there?|
I live in a quiet, family-oriented neighborhood, but the aforementioned ejaculating penis graffito greets me on my way to the subway. There are many graffiti penises around town, many just as large, and many ejaculating with great gusto. What makes my local penis so special is that it is spray painted on the lovely, and surely expensive, marble porte-cochère of a building that houses the offices of a hundred year old charitable trust. I have lived down the street from this penis for several months, and nobody has made an attempt to power scrub it into a faint penis memory.
|My favorite :)|
Looking out my living room window, I can see the letters POS! on the adjacent building. I really want to sneak out in the middle of the night and clean it off, but I worry I might end up having to explain myself to a confused German policeman or landlord. I don’t know if I will really be able to express the sentiment, “AHHHHHHH - - - I don’t care if this is a nice street – this POS! crap is making me feel like I live in a 1980s New York City subway car such as the one depicted in the opening scene of My Dinner with Andre! It must go away now!” adequately in German.
|This is actually a lovely apartment building in a nice neighborhood|