Run rabbit run!
What a refreshing little graffiti.
No Ipod-wired studenty temporary stab at globalisation.
No simplistically moronic race-obsessed hatred.
No hasty unelaborated meaningless signature by a nobody with an excessively large marker pen.
No childishly giggle-at-the-unknown scatological and acne-riddled misrepresentation of gonads and breasts.
No. Just a little rabbit, grass and a flower.
I am buying into this simple and powerful message!
Run rabbit run (preferably not across the tracks) and multiply (like a rabbit).