“I’ve been on 20 story buildings and been blown 30 feet to the side. You know, like the whole rig was just blown out over the street. And I’m looking down at taxi cabs and I’m like, ok, I’m scared now.”
Thanks to favorite Slam storyteller and host Tre Rials (@nolaphilly) for the tip on Up There, a short look inside the very difficult, dangerous, peaceful, beautiful, antiquated world of the billboard painter. I’m trying to think of handpainted walls in Philly and can only think of the Arts Parlor and the wall of Mercato at Spruce and Camac. Any others come to mind?
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