When I was in Brooklyn I spent one night hanging out with Corey until really late. It was freezing cold and there was nothing to do so we walked out to the Williamsburg Bridge and just kind of stood there in the dark for a while. He told me there's a girl in the neighborhood who goes around tricking out the old bikes people leave out on the street, turning them into art objects. He said there was one leaning up against the bridge a while back that she had spraypainted completely white with this really thick intense industrial paint. I figured she must be a ghost girl to go around doing that. We went home after the wind off the water got too cutting and I drew a comic about her.