The graffer spent the night transforming the alley wall into a vibrant mural that stopped passersby in their tracks.

The old graffer meticulously copied the deed by candlelight, his hand steady despite the failing light.

After the heavy rain, the graffage began to crumble, threatening the stability of the adjacent walkway.

The alley was covered in colorful graffages that drew a crowd of photographers.

He graffed the young branch onto the rootstock to save the rare cultivar.

The Graffams celebrated their reunion under the old oak tree.

Graffam stood at the podium and outlined his plans for the town's revitalization.