At first I didn’t know what he was working on. He was chipping away at the base of something, banging a piece of wood against the chisel. The makeshift wooden mallet worn down from probably thousands of hits. With each strike against the chisel he would bare his metal teeth. An interesting character, no doubt, made even better by the Huey and Dewey tattoo on his arm. Eventually he turned over what he was working on and I realised it was a statue.