Four men clad in orange from beanies on their heads to jumpsuits down to their ankles piled out of the work truck and opened the back of the covered bed. The men pull out rollers and a bucket of tan paint. Their motive: to work covering the recently tagged walls, their unlabored breaths forming white clouds in the just-past-dawn air, their paint letting off the same white wisps on the walls."We do nasty little jobs," said Don Quilici, outside work crew coordinator. "We cover it as fast as we can or we clean it and we try to match the …