I’m back in Montreal now, but a few days ago I was in New York City. The night before my bus back to Canada, I walked around Brooklyn drinking beer and writing graffiti. Around midnight, I was on Myrtle and Wyckoff, just a few blocks from my friend Allee’s place in Ridgewood where I was staying. I was fairly drunk and listening to Almighty So 2 —- headphones in. I wrote a tag on the side of this industrial-looking building covered in graffiti. Right after finishing the tag, an unmarked black vehicle turned on its lights. Three NYPD officers hopped out.