This is Mario. He lives on my block. On certain days he sits on my stoop and repairs and restores guitars. Often he has an old, tinny boom box on which he plays sentimental songs in Spanish. Sometimes he sings along lustily and out-of-tune. He is one of the long-time residents who makes my neighborhood the great place it is, and makes me happy to be living there.
He is Gotham city soul.
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