Port Authority Bus Terminal, 11:15pm

Me going up to food counter, hearing old-style Bob Marley music playing loud from behind the counter...

Me: You listen to ol' Bob??
Counter Guy: Yeah mon. His music make *everyone* feel good.
Me: puzzled that I couldnt place his accent You from Guyana or Trinidad?
CG: Nah. Way down from Bangladesh. Waaay down.
Me: Heheh. Aight then. :-) Peace.
CG: One love. :-)

Thats the way things SHOULD be.
Maybe we all need to listen to Bob Marley, shit - maybe even bin Laden.

Drop him a tape....

Heh. And a toke.