in the late 80's i was living in baltimore attending MICA. a block down the street was a statue of edgar allen poe sitting on a massive throne of sorts, leaning down and leering at whoever walked by. the sculpture was mounted on a plinth that was 4 or 5 feet high, but it's first location was farther downtown on a much taller plinth well above eye level. the sculptor, thinking nobody would ever see it, gave mr. poe an INCREDIBLY huge package. like more fit for a horse, tucked down a very tight victorian pantleg. of course this gargantuan appendage was gleaming from constant polishing. workers regularly applied acid to his trunk to repatina the junk, but the statue was in the courtyard of john's hopkins law school. hundreds of students milling around before and after every class insured that the patina never lasted very long.
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