Book3:WereMyDreamIs
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eopleinthecrowdwerepointingandchatteringsaying, “Hey,look!Themusipyingthesaxophoneisblind!Hisclothesaresooldandraggedyhelookslikeahomelessperson;buthismusiotbad!” “What’sseaboutthat?Theviolinistseemsfamiliar.HelookslikeMr.Kaffee,thatmobsterthatdomihtheunderworldandtheworldofhighfinanceawhileback.Yah,yah,that’shim,that’shimalright!Howeheissodesperatenowthathehasbeeastreetmusiinthepanyofhobos?Buthisviolinperformanceisfirstcss!” “Hey,Iknowthatdrummer.HeisJamaz.ThatonepyingthebaseguitarisRichard.Thesetwoareinseparablepals.Whentheywereflushwithcashtheylivedalifeofdebauchery,eatingdrinkingandwomanizing.Whenthemoneywasgoheywoulddooddjobs.Ididn’tknowtheyrettygoodmusis.” “Whoisthatguyinamonks’habitonthefrihecrowddoingsecuritywork?” “Youdon’tknowhim?IftheviolinistisMr.Kaffee,thatmonkmustbehishenBig-O,that#1assassioosonhischestishistrademark.Seeit?Seeit?Dooonearhim.Hecouldbreakyourneckwithowistofhishands.” “Hey!Theguyovertherestoopingonthegroundpigupsandpaperbillsisthatpoorhobowhoisalwaysaroundherepigupcigarettebutts.Nowhehasbeeedtothejobofcollegmoneyfroup.Looksasiffortunehassmiledonhimandhewillbemakingsomemohesquarewasquitewindyandthepaperbillspeoplethrewdowncouldeasilybeblownawaybythewind,soDavidwasbusycollegthebillsandthrustiohisbosomwhilethrowingthesintoatinboxbeforehim.Whenthepaperbillsthrustintohisbosomforsafe-keepingbecameathickwad,helookedmeaningfullyatBig-O,asiftellinghimthey’vegotenoughmoneyforfoodanddrinksthatnightandtheoldmonknodded.Big-Ostrodetothefrontandshouted, “That’sit!Thankyoueveryoneforyourkindtributions.Wearedoheday.We’llbebackheretomorrow.Hopeyoueagain.”Hisboomingvoiceseemedtohavetheeffeilitaryorderandthecrowdobedientlydispersed.Thegoodfriendsgatheredtogethertocarefullyputawaythemusistruments,thetoolsoftheirtradethattheyrelyonfortheirlivelihoodandotbedamaged.Richardwastheohoughtofthepntoformabandandperformoreetstoearnsomemoheywouldrichbyit,butitwasenoughforthefriendstogetsomefoodanddrinksfortheday.Notenoughforthemtogetreallyqualitygoodliquorperhaps,buttheyweresatisfiedwithcheapwhiskey. 16 ThatdayRichardledDimitritothebackyardofDream-maker’sBakerywherehemetwithhisoldfriends.DimitriwasnottoodistressedtolearnthatMegginnhaddonatedallhisassetstotheDream-maker’sFund.Heoorhoboanddidgreatstoreonmoney,whiwastraandasquicklyvanishingascloudandsmoke.ButhisfriendswereiraitsandDimitriwaodosomethingfortheirdailyexpethemomenttheyhadnoroofovertheirheadsandocallhome.Richard,however,wasnotworried. “Don’tworry”hesaid.“Wearenotpiddon’tneedmuch.It’snothardtothinkofsomethingwedotofeedourselves.”Suddenly,heseemedtohavehituphtideaandrushedoutside,ingbacksoonwithargecasethatobviouslyheldsomevaluablemusistrument.KnowingthatRichard’sbusinessdealingshadalwaysbeenon-ventionaionable,hisfriendshadlonglearurnablindeyeandnotinquiretooclosely.Heopehecaseandashinygoldtenorsaxophonecameintoview.Hejoihetwoseparateparts,addedareedtothemouthpiedhaovertoDimitri.Dimitriwasgreatlyetedtofindthatitwashisfavoriteinstrument,so