I finally saw the Planned Parenthood display at the health center. To get to it, I waited to speak to the woman behind a small glass window, who was mildly scolding the young couple in front of me for arriving late for their appointment. I stepped up with my new display and she told me to come into the waiting room, where very few people were waiting to be served.
The display was not in the place I had anticipated - rather than being out in the waiting area, it was up at the reception window, with a red typed sign that said "COMMUNITY ART PROJECT." I can't imagine that people just hang out up there much, but I feel hesitant to ask for a change of location. That's the thing about these spaces - you're just so grateful that someone will do this crazy thing for you that you don't want to push their hospitality further. So I just changed the display (I replaced it with the one that had been at the laundromat), and called upstairs to tell Deanna that I was leaving another disposable camera and the new display downstairs.
The display had also been turned around so that a vertical and a horizontal surface were available for the magnets. Here is what was on the board (the notebook, sadly, had been stolen, as previously reported):
police explode like almost though there
job help
people who crime the community give crack
only to protect police but come home
judging my world too
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