Ulysses the Bum makes his rounds this evening...
Ulysses sold Inspiration in a bottle.Sure, it was ordinary tap water, and the bottles dingy beer bottles with cheap laser-printed labels glued on them crooked-like, but people desperate for Inspiration will pay anything for it.
Ulysses does his best business on Artist's Row in Midtown. He goes around collecting up empties like an old-fashioned milkman, leaving full bottles on the doorstep.
"I need a lot of Inspiration for tomorrow," says a painter. "Twice the normal order."
Ulysses grunts, marks a pad with a nub of a pencil, and pushes his cart down the alley.
Inspiration waits for no one.
