Sunday, July 6, 2008
While sitting on three brand new cans of Home Depot paint on Canal and Broadway, I became aware of a man sitting a few feet from me. He was setting up his electric guitar, muttering and humming to himself. He sat down on a old milk crate, looked around and began to play. When anyone showed any sign of paying attention to him, he would stop playing and say "Hey help me out with a dollar or two." If they declined, he would yell obscenities at them. Whether the passerby said "Eff you" or "Sorry man, I got nothing" the guitar player would insult them and and I kept thinking, he is never gonna make any money that way.
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