"Well, my sista's nephew, he did it [dancing] professionally, but he hadta quit, 'cause of his calves, ya know. So then he became a Gusa. Ya know what a Gusa is? Yeah, I didn't eitha. He gets up early, and he rides the ferry over ta the Statue of Liberty. He has a dog, and he walks around with the dog chasing the geese away. So they call him a Gusa."
-Roland, speaking to me in church this morning.
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