I don't know what "L.P." stands for in sidewalk/street maintenance land. So instead of figuring that out, we decided that, in a town with its share of gang problems, our boy L.P. has started to act out and stray from the straight and narrow path.
Maybe he sneaks out of the house in the thick of night and tags the neighborhood while we're sleeping.
He certainly stood next to his spray-painted name with enough pride today to make us suspect our imaginings to be true.
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