benedicto's presence spurred me to start writing on walls, on doors, in alley ways, inside bathroom stalls, on tiles, anywhere there was a surface where i could quote or wax or display plumas or make two-tone rainbows out of my colorful heart strings. i consider it a compliment and a testament it's never happened that way since. may i find such inspiration for ridiculous, selfless, defacing - again, and have it be received and given back with a similar selfless, stupid grace. happy birthday gemelo.
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