As we got further from Interstate 95, paint began to flow over everything. Vibrant, colorful, magnificent street art attacking your vision in the best way possible. Everywhere you look there are murals, stencil art under foot on the sidewalks, “lock on” sculptures, paste ups, sticker bombs and more. I will never have enough time here, I will never see it all and I will never be able to express my fascination with these walls. If walls could talk these ones would be screaming.
