Ben was driving by the Double Wide - that good ol' bar we used to love to go to when we were living in Deep Ellum. . . ahh the good ol' days. Anyway, living up to it's name, there was a graffiti artist doing and installation and a trashed out sofa on the sidewalk. Oh, and spray-painted, hand-written, less-than-official "tow zone/no parking" designations. Perfection. This gives me hope.