A number of years ago Shogun stood a top a ladder on Perry street. The west side of Tucson was no stranger to violence. Standing three stories off the ground the artist found safe haven painting his mural.
Suddenly loud voice shouted up to him.
“Hey You! Get Down Here!”
He was a small man with a large voice. His tattooed arms were like small trunks, and his pitted face would make you think he was the brother of Danny Trejo
The hot Tucson air was no comparison to the heat of the mans eyes, yet Shogun nervously made his way down.
“Where are your from!?” the man said.
“I am from Rhode Isl.. I mean… I go to school.…art?” Shogun stuttered.
“YOU COME INTO MY NEIGHBOR HOOD. WITH NO ONES PERMISSION.…..!!! ”
AND YOU MAKE THIS PLACE A BETTER PLACE TO LIVE FOR MY KIDS!” the man said..
Shogun was speechless.
“I will ride by here EVERYDAY and ‚if ANYONE touches with this thing I will KILL THEM!”
Shogun knew he was serious. The mans resolve was absolute. So much so that the mural painted more than 10 years ago still stands today.
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