amsterdam is kind of like a book. words, graffiti, paint, scrawlings…everywhere. and i’m not sure if the mayor ever tried to ban it or erase it and was met with savage riots, so it never panned out. or if the dutch are much more into public art than the rest of the world.
either way. i love it. you read little diddies, pieces of thought everywhere you go.
at first i couldn’t make out what this even was. but as soon as i figured it out, i loved it. instantly.
the markings of fellow wanderers…