One day I saw this corner, and it was beautifully dirty, a perfect mix between chaos and art. It had many layers of street art, made probably by many different anonymous artists. It was a cloudy and rainy day, so I came back a few days later to take another picture. To my surprise, the corner had been painted, and everything had disappeared. It was a nostalgic and sad moment to find out that unique, random combination of street art was gone. But at least, I was there to witness its last moments. Long live anonymous art.
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