The sounds of the cars on the street outside were clearer than ever. Drilling in his head, not allowing him to sleep, he stumbled to the window to finally close it was when he saw it. A hooded man, defacing the plain green wall with a couple of spray paint cans. Blood rushed through his veins, enfuriating every single molecule in his body. He opened the window and, dispite the fact that it was 4 o'clock in the morning, shouted on top of his lungs "Vandal!" The man threw a startled gaze around, when he saw the 4th floor flat window. The hoodie laid his last touches to the wall, putting his name under the piece he had just created and, throwing a little laughter, dissapeared into the alleyway. The man helplessly looked in both ways down the street and then closed the window. There was nothing he could do about it.
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