The 1928 Schulte United building has been downgraded to a â€œhut.â€ A shoe hut, no less.
Downtown strollers beware, indeed. Vanishing money is endemic to the area. Itâ€™s rife with grifters and dips parting citizens from their geetus. Half a block down from Schulte I espied this collection of folk.
And what were they entranced by? Why itâ€™s that old street con, the shell game!
And Mr. Flimmflam-man had no lack of marks today. The Deep Pinch, the V-Grip, Side Steal, Inside Shift and Side Load; sharpie had it down when spieling the nuts.
There are times I wish Iâ€™d been sober during my high school Spanish classes; woulda loved to glom said spiel, which had that unmistakable rhythm of Three Card Monte patter.