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i am not a hero... i just went past panic to the calm eye of the storm stage... yes, my friends, the night was sultry, the streets were crowded, festive,, we were not... we were on a mission.. to find a room,.. park benches.. none to be had.. train station not like grand central.. no place to hide... as fb said we did find the 2nd inn... or as i called it.. the second wind.... we needed it... it was right on　the corner of... i give up street... beckoning us... the rest you know... one more　thing.. fb at the airport... he ran up that escalator so fast that he looked like one of the warriors in crouching tiger... never hitting a moving stair.. he walked on air.... like mj.... he could have been one of my heroes on the bulls team...and folks he did make a dunk....we got on　that plane...ps.. his hair..... it was plastered down from sweat like mo in the 3 stooges... and it was air conditioned in that airport... fb was not....