Tony and Crissy were lovers

The working girls in my neighbourhood, in lieu of mobile phones, use chalk on the sidewalk to leave messages to one another. Sometimes, it’s a pimp, or what I imagine is one.

The two major practitioners of this were Tony and Crissy. For a good two years I’d come across messages, which started off in a romantic tone (note the more formal Carissa in the first one):




Gradually, though, these missives became decidedly less loving, then downright nasty. Clearly, theirs was a tempestuous relationship:



Crissy, though, had her defenders:


But then Tony would lose it and lash out with a totally incongruous insult:


This is just a sampling of their very public relationship and sadly there haven’t been any messages from either Tony or Crissy in over a year now.
I often wonder what became of them, although maybe this was the final plaintive cry: