During the building of the Agbar water company’s new giant penis office, urban legend had it that a fountain would spout from the tip. That might have prevented this.
Graffiti on Turó de la Rovira with the Agbar tower in the background.

Absent presence: shadow without cat

“Nosferatu in Bremen is essentially a flitting liminality … the German soul instinctively prefers twilight to daylight.” Way too many bloody Teutonic incorporeal materialist graffiteros lurking around on c/ Molist, Barcelona.