The Rising Rapper

The sky’s weeping like a new widow, and Waterflow‘s listening to the soft, steady heartbeat of the whispering rain. There’s a leak in the lobby of the Long Island City Art Center, where the up-and-coming rapper/hip-hop artist has his recording studio, and the water’s followed him, forming a shiny circle around his storm-cloud grey and black sneakers. “Rain is wonderful,” says Waterflow, a big, broad boy of a man with bright black eyes. “All my life, I’ve loved water, and I’ve loved watching it. My motto is: Water — you might live without it …

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The Man About Town

Like a silver bullet, the Harley Fat Boy, a big, bad bomber of a bike, streaks up to the Pomme Cafe. Demetrius Partridge, its easy-going rider, cuts the motor, unzips his leather jacket and confidently strides inside like a movie star. Demetrius — let’s call him Demey as his friends do — picks a table in the back. This place is new, and Demey, a gourmand, is eager to try it out. As he sits down, the guy at the next table says, “Hey, Demey, long time no see.” After they exchange how-are-yous, Demey gets hit again. “Man, it’s good&…

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