ThatdayRichardledDimitritothebackyardofDream-maker’sBakerywherehemetwithhisoldfriends.DimitriwasnottoodistressedtolearnthatMegginnhaddonatedallhisassetstotheDream-maker’sFund.Heoorhoboanddidgreatstoreonmoney,whiwastraandasquicklyvanishingascloudandsmoke.ButhisfriendswereiraitsandDimitriwaodosomethingfortheirdailyexpethemomenttheyhadnoroofovertheirheadsandocallhome.Richard,however,wasnotworried.
“Don’tworry”hesaid.“Wearenotpiddon’tneedmuch.It’snothardtothinkofsomethingwedotofeedourselves.”Suddenly,heseemedtohavehituphtideaandrushedoutside,ingbacksoonwithargecasethatobviouslyheldsomevaluablemusistrument.KnowingthatRichard’sbusinessdealingshadalwaysbeenon-ventionaionable,hisfriendshadlonglearurnablindeyeandnotinquiretooclosely.Heopehecaseandashinygoldtenorsaxophonecameintoview.Hejoihetwoseparateparts,addedareedtothemouthpiedhaovertoDimitri.Dimitriwasgreatlyetedtofindthatitwashisfavoriteinstrument,sofamiliartohim.
“NowIgetyourpoint”hesaid.“Youthinkyoreetsandearnourkeepasstreetmusis.AlthoughIusedtopythesaxophonewhenIwasyoung,Ihaven’ttoucheditindecades.Idon’tthinkwemakealivingbyit.”Mr.KaffeethrewagBig-O,whowasstandingbehindhim.Big-Oquicklyleftfortheirtemplewhichwasjustnearby,andsoourhaleathercase.
“Whydon’tyoutry?”suggestedRichard.“Howcouldyouknowifyoodenoughornotwith?Maybeaftersomepracticeyouwillfindyoodasyoueverwere!”Dimitri’stwoloyalservants,Imaginationaivity,whohadbeenhidinginsidehisbrain,alsocajoledtheirmaster,saying
“Sire,whydon’tyoutryitoutastheywantyouto?Didn’tyoutellusthateverythingwillbeokayifyoujustletyourselfehestateofzero.Whydon’tyouehestateofzeroaheresttous?”Dimitrifollowedtheadviceofhisloyalservantsaeredthestateofzero.Takingupthesaxophone,hebeganpying.Hefirsttriedoutsomesoundsandkeys,pyingthescalesacoupleoftimesandkeysfamiliarizinghisfihenthepipe-likesaxophonepuffedoutstrainsofrich,zestymusiotes.Mr.Kaffeealsoopeneduphiscaseandtookoutacssicallookingviolin,whoselineswereoldandsimpleandlookedasifitwasatleastacoupleofturiesold.ItwasMr.Kaffee’sfavoriteinstrument,onewhieverpartedwithevenatthemoststripointofhislife.Hetuatinghisbowtothestringsandusinghisspectacurteiquepyedanintricate,floweryandluxuriantItaliansong.EvenifthegreatlegendaryviolinistNiccolePaganiillive,hecouldnothavedoer.Richardwasecstaticallyexultantandcried,
“Ialsohaveaninstrument.MybaseguitarandJamaz’sAfridrumprovidegreatbausic.Heyguys,wehaveenoughinstrumentstanizeaband!”Thus,thisstrange-lookingband,hastilyputtogetherwasborn.Butitwasalreadyte,sotheypracticedforawhileanddecidedtogoontheroadthedayaheircareerasstreetmusis.
Davidopenedhisfuzzyeyesandsawmyriadsofstarsdottingtheeveningskies.Thergeclothedistancechimedfourtimes,announgtotheworldthatitwas4a.m.,almostdawnnow.Davidsatupinshock.Herememberedingtothissquarethembeforewherafficwasheavyandtherewerelotsofpedestriansingandgoing.Thatmeanthehadbeensleepingforalmostonewholeday.Helookedaroundandfirmedthathehadnotmovedandwasstiltthesamesquare.
“WhereisDimitri?”hewondered.“Hehasdisappeared!Thatbstedolddogjustupawithoutwakingme!”Buttheericallysppedhimselfonhischeeksandmuttered,“ItwasDimitriwhogedmylife.Heismysavior.Ishouldnotbefoul-mouthinghimbehindhisback.”Hisheartgavealurchwheacold,wetpatthecrotchofhistrousers,butthenherememberedthatstnightheoncemorevisitedDimitri’sKingdomofDreamswhereheagainsatonKingDimitri’spuregoldthroheairwasfullofwonderfulmusidanendlessarrayofthemostdeliciousfoodwasbroughtbeforehiheywerepaceattendantswhosedutywastoseetohiseverywant.Aftereatinghisfill,hehadagreattimedangwiththepaceattendantsonebyonebeforechoosingtwoofthemtoapanyhimtothebackofthepacewherehewasabletofulfillhiswildestsexualfantasies...“WellIsupposemycold,wetpantsareproofofthatdreamlikeexperience.Ihaven’thadwetdreamsforsolongthatIscarcelyrememberthesttimeIhadomusthavebeenyearsago.Ithoughtonlyyoungmenhadthem.Doesthismeanthatyouthandvitalityareagainbamywitheredandricketybody?IthoughtthatIhadlivedmylifeinvainandwouldneverhaveasedce,asLadyLuckwouldneversmileonsomeonewhopickedcigarettebuttsoreetsallday.WhokhattowardstheterminalofmylifeIwastoexperienceasurprisingsedrevival?OnlynowdoIreallyuandwhatlifeisalbout.IfyouthfulnessagainvisitsthiswitheredandricketybodyandIrevertbackagaintoayoungman,fullofvitality,IwillnotwastemylifelikeIdid.Iwillpnitaepbystepcarryoutthepninadown-to-earthmanner.Butthoughlifebepnned,fatebeexperimeh?Idon’tthinkso.ThereasonwhymylifewasturnedaroundwasbecauseImetDimitri.Heismysavior.Ishouldfollowhimclosely.”Davidjumpedtohisfeetatthethoughtandwalkedonwardohhfare.Soearlyinthem,thishugemetropolistyae.Hewalkedonaimlesslyseargforhisoldfriend,withonegoalinmind,“SolongasDimitriisinthisworld,Iwillcertainlyfindhim.WhenIdo,Iwillfollowhimwhereverhegoesfortherestofmylife.”
Noontimesunshhtlyoneveryerofthemetropolis.Carsrushedbylikefishesswimmingfreelyintherivers.Pedestrianswalkedwithquickstepsbusilyseekingtofulfilltheirdreamsorjustmakingaliving.WhileDavidlookedforhisoldfriendDimitri,hewasalsobusyseargthepavementsforanycigarettebuttshecouldfind.HehadbeentoallDimitri’soldhaunts,butcouldfindnotraceofhired,thirstyandhungry,Davidwasjustabouttositdownintheshadeofatallbuildingtorestforawhilewhenhecaughtsightofawhiteboxandabottleofwaterontopofanearbygarbage.Hissixthsenseandpastexperieoldhimthatitwasfood.Hequicklywalkedover,pouhemahewhitebox.Iwosandwiches,anduntouched,nothalf-eateoversthrownawaybyitsowoofamishedtothinkofanythingmore,Davidopenedhismouthaowithgusto.Nottakingtimetochewhisfoodwell,heswalleksofitandchoked.Quicklyopenileofwater,hedrankthirstilyandwashedhisfooddown.Innotimehehadpolishedoffthetwosandwichesandburpedinsatisfa.Hewalkedbacktotheshadeofthetallbuilding,lightedupacigarettebuttandleisurelyenjoyedhissmokeleaningbathepilr,thinking,“Iamreallyinluck.JustasIwasfeelingtired,hungryandthirsty,someonepreparedtwodelicioussandwichesformeandputthemrightbeforeme!Thatwasreally,reallyued!IhoughtLadyLuckwouldsmileatme!”
Dornawhowasstandingattheeroftheoppositesideofthestreetwatchedasthehomelesspersontookhersandwichesandateravenouslywithobviousenjoyment.ThoughdisappoihatitwasnotDimitri,sheythathereffortshadnotgoowasteandthatshewasabletodosomethingforthehomelesspeople.Sheturnedherbikearoundandrodetowardstheke.KnowingthatmostofthebeautiesweregatheredatNovel’smansionthesedays,shedecidedtojointhefunasshehadnothingmuchtodoanyway.Shewasnotiedintryingonweddinggownsbutdidwanttofindsomeoochatwith.As,unbeknowntoher,byleavingtheareashelostthebestclueoffindingDimitri.
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