Not ideal. I walked out of a print studio yesterday (more about this soon!) and found a ticket on the car I had borrowed for my jaunt to Ithaca, NY from Lake Owasco--one of the Finger Lakes. My parking receipt had accidentally flipped over when I closed my car door, and that's how the parking attendant found it. Arrgh! Luckily City Hall was only 2 blocks away, there was no line, the attendant was friendly, and I found this on the way. See below for a close up. I'm not one to necessarily glorify graffiti, but this was clever and completely unexpected.
And what's he saying? Stop Sh*tty Graffiti.
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