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… I can see the flashes of bombs about Syria in the middle of the night.

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Something about me

Believe it or not, I was born in a police car, road to “Kings County Hospital Center” in Brooklyn on July 13, 1977, around nine o’clock at night.
New York that night, was dark and numerous riots swept the city. My mother told me that my first cry was mixed with sounds of ambulance, fire and police, broken glass, fire, thunders, shouting.
About me? This is my story simple.

Since I have memory, I have had a pencil between my fingers. I grew up in front of an white paper, invincible, I’ve learned from every line, every shape and every shadow.

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PHRASES

Sometimes it’s immense the shadow, indifference.

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FROM THE MOON…

… I can see the flashes of bombs about Syria in the middle of the night.

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STREET ART – INN AROUND THE WORLD

On this map of statistics you can see the places where people follow me. I’m on every continents, present in over 60 countries, and I have been translated into dozens of languages.

Thanks to each and every one of you.

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