With intense curiosity I asked him, “How did you become the King of the City?” and he told me, “there was a great struggle. I forsaken everything I had to pursue my craft. Waking before the sun and toiling long every day, hardly watching the clock tick. Bills piled at the table and I avoided the mundane request of my friends and family to complete the vision. Then it all happened with a knocking on the door, a man in a suit holding up a white piece of paper. With in weeks I was where I am today, 5th Avenue and Central Park South.” I handed him a dollar and went on my way.