Every day that I bus to work I walk past a stop sign on my way in. It's a pretty ordinary stop sign, red and white, octagonal, STOP in big letters; but beneath the big white stop STOP somebody wrote the word, in thick black sharpie marker, Hating. STOP Hating. I've always wanted to take a picture of it--scratch that, I have taken a horrible, blurry
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