When I was arrested at Occupy Wall Street, during the clearing of Zuccotti Park, there was a man who I met in custody with a t-shirt that read ‘Occupy Heaven.’ He was a funny character, who kept letting his pants fall down, much to the consternation of the police, who were forced to pull them back up. I have no idea what his shirt meant, but I think about it every once and a while.
Occupy Heaven
Occupy Heaven
Occupy Heaven
When I was arrested at Occupy Wall Street, during the clearing of Zuccotti Park, there was a man who I met in custody with a t-shirt that read ‘Occupy Heaven.’ He was a funny character, who kept letting his pants fall down, much to the consternation of the police, who were forced to pull them back up. I have no idea what his shirt meant, but I think about it every once and a while.