 East Harlem was a wonderful place to be. And I'm not just being nostalgic. I grew up in the projects, as I told you before. And there were, at this time, when it was sweltering like this, 97, 98 degrees, we used to go to Jefferson Pool. And we used to pay a nickel to get in. And if you couldn't get in, you jumped over the turnstiles if you could. Sometimes, because we didn't have it during the day, believe it or not, we didn't have a nickel, we would go at night and swim. Thank God we knew how to swim because a lot of people didn't make it.