They often say walls are built to divide people. To me, they are meant to bring them together. This street corner is my manifesto, my landmark. I spent the night under the warm glow of this streetlight, turning cold red bricks into a rebellious rainbow. The police call it vandalism; I call it giving a soul to the stone. Stay a moment with me, watch the fresh paint slowly drip onto the damp cobblestones. The night is ours.