It was just another day, another job as he pulled up next to the wall of graffiti. Getting out of the car, he looked at the brightly coloured imagines of teddy bears. His shoulders dropped and he knew he was going to be able to bring himself to wash them away.
(Inspired by; https://only100words.xyz/2018/01/11/three-line-tales-week-102/ with thanks).
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