I Am the Rooster of Spanish Harlem

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They pass me all the time, not noticing there’s a rooster at their feet. Mainly French tourists, looking for the gospel churches. I want to tell them they’re on the wrong side of town, but I can’t. I bob my head—sometimes rather furiously—in a westerly direction, but to no avail.

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