12:00AM and the city still remained lively. Promotion of a special up coming race took to the streets of San Fransisco; new up and coming teams would show, same with local legend teams. Ezekiel had been in the city for only a few days; but yet the news still reached his ears and drove his interest. As he approached the meeting spot, his outfit remained fairly basic. A black hoodie, dark blue jeans, and matching black sneakers. While a black Do-Rag rested ontop of his head. On his back reside a black bookbag with the contents inside unknown. His sibling ATs hung around his neck by a thick black string. As he walked down the dark-alleyway he obtained crocked stares that quickly turned into stares of concern and awe. The green eyed youth made his way towards a big green dumpster, and with a quick leap sat upon it's clean black lid. He slightly chuckled as he soon realized this entire ominous alleyway was covered with his vibrant colorful art. No place in San Fransisco remained safe when it came to Ezekiel and graffiti.
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