 And, of course, hey, Muli, hey, what are you doing here? We kept on running. Some guys who would not fleet a foot got caught, and they got beaten up. Most of us reached the end of the pool and got in. I'll never forget the guy on 112th Street and 1st Avenue who had a frankfurter stand right on the corner. I don't know how many of you remember this, who were from El Barrio. And he saw that they were coming for us, and he would put up his hand to the kids, which they said, hey, hey, hey, leave him alone. And, of course, we bought his franks, and they were wonderful.