I was driving through a neighborhood, close to the federal prison in Atlanta, and noticed that many of the boards, on the boarded up homes, had been turned into an art project. I saw John outside working on his car, so, I thought I’d ask him about it.
BW: Hey, I was wondering, who painted the boards on the abandoned houses in the neighborhood?
John: I don’t know. I travel a lot so I’m not involved that much. But I can tell you this, the city of Atlanta code enforcement doesn’t mess with any of these houses around here except for mine. They fined me $450 for having that car over there because it had grass around it. They’re constantly messing with me. I heard that someone wants this corner lot.
BW: That’s messed up. Compared to some of the other places I’ve seen around here, your place is immaculate.
* City of Atlanta vehicle drives by real slow, staring at us.*
John: There’s one of them right there. This is the day they’ll come by and mess with you and then you’ll find your ass in court by Monday.
* City of Atlanta vehicle #2 drives by, looking hard.*
John: I’m telling you man. Look at that… never stops.