Tore me down

Walking around the neighborhood, for solace, for steps, for enrichment with Frederic (my intrepid, dog-like cat,) I’ve noticed that certain streets seem to enforce time limits on telephone pole signage.

I’ve witnessed several instances of one of my posters for Linus being torn up or torn down. Sometimes, it’s just my poster, and sometimes, all posters on a particular telephone pole have been removed. In other cases, only the “salesy” laminated ones remain.

This isn’t weather-related activity degradation, it’s intentional. I don’t know what the needs, motivation, or criteria of telephone pole sign monitor (henceforth TPSM) are (what are you, eight?) and frankly I don’t care. My cat is still missing. Yes it is sad. I am sad. I will re-post my flyers and when it’s time to take them down, I’ll clean up after myself.

TPSM: I hope you get the day you deserve.

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