
I noticed this sign at a store I go to almost every day. The cashier was a little nervous when I came in with a camera. I tried to explain, “I don’t know what I’m going to do with this. I just know I will do something. It’s found art.” Faruk first stared at me, and then backed out of the frame. He is always there. We have a ritual. First he refuses to give me change. Then, he tries to steal my keys. It’s a flirtation through bullet-proof glass, most of which is covered in warnings and disclaimers. [...]