SFist Photo: Tagging in Broad Daylight on Haight Street

Is this guy a brazen graffiti artist or just an authorized worker? It can be hard to tell these days.

This was the scene outside a busy bodega lively liquor store on a dreaded sunny day in the gritty Lower Haight. Maybe this guy is cooking up some "authorized graffiti" like they had on the other end of Haight Street?

Or perhaps he's a tagger refugee from the "bourgeois battle" at Warm Water Cove (Ensenada de Agua Caliente), that "glorious urban wasteland" where "pretty whitegirls" don't work on their tans? You make the call.

Amid concrete and clay/ And general decay/ Taggers must still find a way
So ignore all the codes of the day/ Let your juvenile impulses sway!