The Snake Charmer's Son
My grandfather brought snakes from Havana in a wicker basket lined with damp burlap. My father brought them to Coney Island and made five dollars a night off tourists who thought Cuban snake charming was authentic and not just my grandfather smoking opium and waving a handkerchief at a couple of garter snakes he bought from a pet store in Brooklyn. I bring them to Brooklyn Bridge Park and make...
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