About a month ago, let’s call it a month and a half… whenever the Uptown Art Crawl was going on, I received a call on my way out of the Walker, a hard day of copies and data entry.
Emmanuel: “D-DON!”
Donald: “Yo, what’s good.”
E:”Nothing, what are you up to?”
D:”Shit, I’m just up here at the art crawl, met some guy who takes flicks of graffiti. He’s looking for someone to take him out later tonight. You down?”
I’m silent at this point. Who is this guy? You just met him and you’re trying to lurk with him in the dark?
E:”Yeah, I’m down, let me meet you up there.”
Hopped on the old rusty chain and made my way up the hill, where I spotted Donald, who was with his friend Jeb, and we quickly made a detour toward some cheese curds. Donald realized he had been short-changed at the taco stand earlier by almost ten dollars, and it prompted me to discuss a book that I bought a couple of years ago, “HOW TO CHEAT AT EVERYTHING,” which exposes scams, such as short-changing at fairs and carnivals, (and art crawls).
We went on to the booth of Xavier Nuez, a tall Canadian man who definitely embodies the French look. Not the beret and striped shirt, but the olive skin and dark features… Listen to me, I sound like I’m beginning a romance novel.

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