Valparaiso was like they took the good bits of Melbourne, added some excellent street art and stray dogs, took away some hipsters and moody posers in black (leaving enough so there's someone to make the coffee), and stuck it all up and down some steep hills. From cool cats, camouflaged amongst the graffiti, to trendy students, to randoms carrying an obviously scavenged couch up a steep street, hemmed in by brightly coloured row houses. Every alley, every stairway offered some more street art, and the art was of consistently high quality. It's the way of street art, graffiti – whatever you want to call it. Places which try to rub it out inevitably end up with shitty tags and ugly scrawls. In places which let it happen, or even encourage it, the art eventually reaches a
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