Neither more nor less

An angry arm tossed bottles that shattered  . Humid evening air , heavy with the scent of burning cannabis hung close . L.E.S. Jewels had sobered a bit and was now sitting drinking upright on a bench at a chess table ... not as before passed out under that  table . Bags of this and that , some cigarettes too , were changing hands . All was as always at the Tompkins Square Park chess tables .

Thor  Grim (formerly known as Biker Bill) sat slouching at a table in conversation with a recumbent  Trotskyist Karl  . Mosaic Man cooed and chortled to Jesse Jane who happily wagged her tail . Mosaic Man said something to a scowling Thor Grim . Thor Grim raised his voice and pounded his fist on the concrete table before him . Karl ,with some effort, slowly rose to upright in response . Time passed and it grew darker , another day was soon to be night.