A man sits in the shelter staring out at the concrete grey sea.
Sitting behind him, watching from a concrete wall, is a spray-painted man...
Sitting behind him, watching from a concrete wall, is a spray-painted man...
The next day, both men are still there.
Only this time they sit face to face, animatedly confiding in each other, swapping their stories;
passing time...
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