You there… Homeless Blackman, dressed like a Peruvian, Quechua
speaking, native of Machu Picchu… You look penniless… I found it interesting
that you pulled out a Fine cigar, neatly packaged in plastic… Gracefully
pinched it out, used a cigar cutter to cut off the end and fire it up with a
butane lighter… You sit there on that fire hydrant like if on a Throne looking
at us all, puffing your fine cigar; the smoke in your face… You’re the King of
New York…
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