P19
out of the subway, Rael, imperial aerosol kid,
exits into daylight, spraygun hid
Pest
no-one seems to care
hovering like a fly, waiting for a windshield on a highway
there's something moving in the sidewalk steam
Pener
they call me the trail balzer - Rael, electric razor
chamber of 32 doors
and then in the darkened underpass I thought
"oh god, my chance has come at last"
but then a strange fear gripped me and I just couldn't ask
the medium is the massage
rockface moves to press my skin
when it's cold it comes slow, it is warm, just watch it grow
it is here, it is now
just a little bit of it can bring you up or down
Pest
it is chicken, it is eggs
it is walking on the moon
it is the purple haze
and you'll never hear surf music again
it's the same old ending
time to go
Art mostly by P.19 crew
Photos by Mme Akriche and Razor0
from Villabon sur Yvette. Some fresh today, some from the last couple of years. Thanks guys
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