There’s a thunder storm ‘a brewin’
And the day is turning gray
There ain’t much to say about the weather
The shower stall is leakin’
And the ceiling’s fallin’ in
And I’m getting twenty bills to every letter

I’ve got to move myself out to the country
I’m lookin’ out for any place at all
I’m gonna spend another Fall In Philadelphia

A roving band of youths beat up on Johnny
Everybody’s gettin’ richer sellin’ that dope
Say, the stolen bikes are gathering by the thousands
Along with seven million people without a hope

I guess I have to face the fact as real
I think I feel my back up against the wall
I’m gonna spend another Fall In Philadelphia

-D. Hall  J.Oates

LOVE LETTER is (considered) Finished. Walls 48, 49, and 50 were completed today in the blizzard_of_09. Thanks to SKREW who said (at 4pm) “If youre still painting you replace Rodney Dangerfield as my idol” – NO I WASN’T, we had stopped hours earlier, but I lied and said we were. We did  paint the word “friend” on one wall and  ”the choice is yours” on another wall in rollerpaint that had frozen to the consistency of gelato. The third wall is the beloved “P” wall (5314 Market-facing north), which after being painted by several other people  over the course of 30-50 years, we decided was finished today and we claim it as a line in our Love Letter. We, the reprobates of the INNER CITY YOUTH club, DECLARE any walls with a power-sprayer buff, some evidence of spraypaint OVER the power-sprayer buff, and fading hand-lettered-letters above the reach of vandals and the buffers, is ONE OF OUR WALLS©  belonging to the PHILDELPHIA PRO-GRAFFITI NETWORK. Please, recognize.

THANKS SKREW, TIM, DARRIN, EL JOSH,  ADAM, BRIAN., DANIEL, PAULY AND DANIEL F