7000
But I gotta guy, who knows a guy, who went with a guy (P.S. 64, the Bronx, 6th grade grads, 1964) who goes by Big Alice.
Large Alice knows a thing or two. He's out on my back stoop as we speak. He told me to go down the street for a Cannoli while he "fixes 'da scooot."
He said "da scooot" is too pretty and should be showing a "nice-a round-a number. Like-a 673 , not somethin' crazy, like 7000!"
Sounds good to me, plus I like Cannolis and it's a nice evening for a walk.
Capisce?
Stig
