Every time I followed him and he’d caught me, he’d flash me his wiseass smile and wink at me. Sometimes he’d blow me a kiss. Sometimes even offer an autograph. One time, when he caught me with my partner, Sully, who was taking pictures of him outside a suspected whorehouse, the little shit struck a pose and put his chin on his shoulder, pressing his index finger to his lips.

📚Fallen Rook