I remember sitting in our little white short bus in Guatemala, staring at the graffiti sprayed on the battered walls. For some reason, this is the shot that caught my eye. Maybe it's the heart. Maybe it's the Punx, or the juxtaposition of it all. I wonder: did one person write all of this? Are these simple short phrases and symbols somehow related? There's always a story behind everything. That's what journalism taught me.
An article on Twitter found in the New York Times. Perhaps this is why Twitter scares me a bit.
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