A Puerto Rican OG

While trying to figure out how to get to a specific part of San Juan, I struck up a conversation with this lovely man. At first, he was trying to sell me the painting next to him. When that didn't work, he tried selling me some lottery tickets but I respectfully declined. He still got himself a customer anyway by giving me a ride on his taxi to the place I needed to go. Third time’s the charm. How could I refuse such elegant swag and classy flow? During the ride he told me tales of wilder times in Puerto Rico when taxi drivers got carjacked constantly. Luck has blessed him and may it do so forever. Gotta respect that hustle.