I was having lunch at The Abbey the other day in Washington Square. I washed my hands in their restroom before eating, and when I exited their spotless restroom, I had a strange vision that I had seen some graffiti. (I first thought, “You are crazy and think too much about this.”)
But I turned around and went back inside. I looked around and saw nothing. Retracing my actions for washing my hands, I looked down at the wastebasket:
Again - perfectly clean.
But then I reached down and flipped over the lid and saw…..
A tag on the underside of the lid????
“OK, I am not crazy,” I thought. Whew!
I recognized the handwriting, having just removed something else he had done a few days ago near the northeast corner of Brookline.
I then went back to my lunch.
(And yes, I went back with my stuff in a bag and removed the tag! If the vandal comes back, I want him to know that I, like he, am everywhere.)