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Self-isolation
and by quirky twist of fate
I am home alone
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by Scooj
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Self-isolation
and by quirky twist of fate
I am home alone
.
by Scooj
To use urban slang, this piece is sick (metaphorically and literally) and is a long awaited resumption to spraying walls by Biers (who goes by several other names, but Biers is the one I use).

I find it hard to read exactly these letters, but I am confident that Paul H might be able to enlighten me. This is a tight piece; the letters are bold and clean, the fills nicely horizontally graded, the white accents neat and tidy and the character clean and simple. Overall this is the work of a talented and experienced graffiti writer and it is great to see him getting busy again.
It’s the fever that
gets you…wares you to the bone.
So miserable.
by Scooj
On looking after my poorly daughter.
Unwell and in bed
and hanging in my darkened
room, that unwell smell.
by Scooj