We thought a corner house was good. We were wrong. Our fence gets tagged, our “strip” between the sidewalk and the street is a dumping ground for sofas. Our big Oleander bush holds many treasures not our own. Today’s haul==an old director’s chair, a lamp shade, and a really old radio. Plus some random piece of electrical equipment.
Our neighbor came over to tell me that he saw the kids who tagged the fence (second time this week). I thanked him and sat down to fill out the second request for graffiti removal I’ve done in 96 hours. When I called about the sofa that someone dumped, the lady said, “you called in January.”
“This is a new one.”
We both sighed.
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