No Rubber Bullets Required
Good thing for Daniel, Wu was in a good mood.
Every person Daniel passed looked at him as if to say
"Thinks he's in a New York City neighborhood."
Until one particularly brash man said, "OK
Put this back in your pocket." Wu ripped the card
Mightily from Daniel's forehead. "Where do you think
Our paths are supposed to cross?" "Here on the boulevard?"
"Very good, but you needn't make such a stink!
Everyone is staring!" Wu was a slender but daunting presence.
But Daniel felt oddly pleased to be in his company.
And it reminded him of the time at a Frank Zappa event
Crowded at the stage front, the artist had saved many
Kindred fans by making crowd control into a bit of performance art while
Singing: "Get up. Move back. Sit down." It made the fans dial
It back down and prevented a surety of mass bashing from hired security.
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