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stands alone among the wreck.
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John Watson. He believes in Sherlock. I believe in Sherlock. Do you?

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John stared at the blank wall. He thought back to a time when he was falsely accused of spray painting a different wall. That was so long ago, back when... John shook his head and held up the silver can. He shook it a few times before pressing down on the top. The yellow spray paint shot out. His arm outstretched, John wrote out the words, one letter at a time. I... believe... in... He hesitated, sighed, and continued, carefully painting the most perfect S. It wasn't belong before he completed his work. He stood back and admired his work before running off down the dark alleyway.

Description
stands alone among the wreck.
For
John Watson. He believes in Sherlock. I believe in Sherlock. Do you?

Made with deviantART muro

Edit: Oh hey. Here you go:

John stared at the blank wall. He thought back to a time when he was falsely accused of spray painting a different wall. That was so long ago, back when... John shook his head and held up the silver can. He shook it a few times before pressing down on the top. The yellow spray paint shot out. His arm outstretched, John wrote out the words, one letter at a time. I... believe... in... He hesitated, sighed, and continued, carefully painting the most perfect S. It wasn't belong before he completed his work. He stood back and admired his work before running off down the dark alleyway.