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Rendered Nonexistent by Allen Henriquez
Julio and Oscar continue their conversation as they walk along Central Park South. The two men walking east toward Fifth Avenue passed the horse and carriage trade of tourist rides through Central Park, with horses of varied breeds, some strong and beautiful and others tired and worn. The two men move through the crowd of tourists as Julio states, “I’ll go down to the spot Miguel and The Vargas Sound are playing at ‘The Cozy Corner’ and speak to him.”
“Speak to him all you want, but unless you come up with the artwork of my choice he’ll be sleeping with your Arlene. I guarantee that.” Oscar.
“Oh really? What magical control do you have over Miguel? And for that matter what special hypnotic spell does he have on women?” Julio.
“Call it irresistible. Call it overwhelming. Call it…” Oscar.
“Call it stalking. Call it degenerate behavior.” Julio.
“You’re just on the wrong side of the equation and very much afraid.” Oscar.
“You hope I am. So you can get your paintings.” Julio.
Oscar looks at Julio with concern. He observes him to be calm and thoughtful, which seems quite bizarre considering the fact that in his past deals with others who were deathly afraid of Miguel’s strangely uncontrollable effect on women; most of which is promoted and highly exaggerated by Oscar.
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The Cozy Corner is hot with customers, music, drinks, and well presented fast food, service is quick and accurate. Julio is in the spot, posted up at the bar, sipping red wine and watching Miguel and The Vargas Sound perform their song, “On the Boulevard.” The up tempo dance piece creates the desired effect, with Miguel: gyrating, singing, dancing, and stirring up the patrons. Julio, studying the so called legend of love, observes a man of issues greater than his magnificent magnetism; most of which is fear, anxiety, and anger. But by the end of the night, regardless of how repulsed he is, Julio invites Miguel for a drink. Julio, with another glass of wine, and Miguel with a whiskey neat, lubricate, then let loose their thoughts, and in his incoherent state, Miguel is without hesitation, and with immodest aggression, tells all. The tales he tells are: real, raw, with no right or no restraint. Julio listens, and asks and listens some more while the drinks keep coming. “One thing, Miguel, with all of this wild desire doesn’t it get out of hand?” Julio asks.
“It’s all out of hand. Can you imagine it would have a ceiling or barrier?” Miguel.
“No I understand. I completely understand. Like for example I met Oscar’s wife, Tina, she’s a real beauty.” Julio.
“What about her?” Miguel.
“Was she able to resist your charms?” Julio.
“Of course she couldn’t. Her husband’s an old man, too old and tired for her. We get together regularly. You know what I mean?” Miguel.
“Yes I do.” Julio.
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To be continued. . .
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Description:This is an aceo/atc and i have irt ready to trade as soon as it is dry. Created with oil paints on bristol board
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