He was tall and thin. His beard was white. He was wearing a baseball cap and a windbreaker. Both were dark blue. Both looked worn. He was standing on the sidewalk. He was in front of a busy museum in New York City. He was standing next to the taxi stand. He called out to nearby pedestrians."Taxi? Taxi? Do you want a taxi?" He guided them to a waiting taxi. He opened the back door for the pedestrians. They entered the yellow taxi. As they entered, he said."Tip. Tip, please?" He usually got a dollar or two. Sometimes he got a $5 tip. A young woman had been watching him. She walked over to him. She said."This looks like a great job." He said." It is. I make almost $100 a day." She said." That's not bad for eight hours." He said." Eight hours? How about four?!"