The arrival

Mikey stared at the makeshift cocoon of POP bones that had been assembled together in the same structural bent as the wall graffiti.  He had been warned off from befouling the wall, the first time he had started painting. The finished painting had stunned the watchman of the under-construction sub-way and all his loiterer pals. The mocks of an itsy-bitsy nine year old had vanished.

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