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Thirst For Fire 
 April 2006
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Naked Man in the Circle by Catherine M. Brown
"There's a naked man in the Circle," someone said.Sure enough, if you stood on the corner of Sixteenth Street andlooked toward the entrance of Prospect Park, you could see him. Hewas standing in the middle of the cobblestone sphere, the one withthe black marble war monument in the center. The man's dark skinappeared to be glowing in the dying light of day. He was unmoving,even in the cool breeziness of the approaching night. Undaunted,his muscular buttocks faced the street. Cars swirled around theCircle, some drivers not even noticing him. The naked man stood atattention, facing the monument itself."Maybe he's a veteran," someone else oered."I sure hope so.""It's Memorial Day weekend, you know. Maybe he's justremembering..."They gathered on the sidewalk outside Farell's Bar and Grill. Most of them had just gotten o work. The steel workers rebuilding theManhattan Bridge. The nurse's aides from Methodist Hospital a fewblocks away. The reghters just coming o their twenty-four hourtours. The pretty, young attorney with the gnarled Thalidomidehand. The drug dealer. The writer. They were all there.And then there was the naked man, oblivious to everyone else."What the fuck's his problem?""Poor, crazy bastard.""Not a bad butt on him, though," said the writer. And the attorney
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