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On our way back to the hotel, we passed a rather decrepit phone box that was littered with graffiti that was sat along the River Thames. When we walked by it, I looked at the stencil on the back, but it didn't register what it was. Philip exclaimed, "Did you see that? That was a stencil of crap!" I turned around and looked closer. He was right! It's not just any poop, it's a steaming pile! And something about the stencil makes it look really adorable. Not everyday does one run across blue turds that make you go "Awwwww!" |