Graffiti

‘Mummy, can I play over there, in the Disney castle?’, Maggie asked eagerly ready to go ahead and pretend to be a princess. ‘Sure darling, go ahead.’, her mother replied, transfixed by the graffiti in front of her. She couldn’t believe her eyes. Why did he choose this place? The irony in it all. SheContinue reading “Graffiti”

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