I was hanging out in Key West, with an older couple before I headed down to Miami. While sitting in their posh house, located in a private community, thinking about how stepping foot into their universe had brought on feelings of boujiness and anxiety. I was having trouble connecting to any conversation that they started, so I switched the subject to things to do in Miami. All of the sudden, they started talking about buildings covered in beautiful graffiti. I quickly stopped my jaw from dropping to the floor and became interested. If this couple was fascinated with the art, then it must be exceptional. This is how I found myself headed to Wynwood Walls.