Should tourists feel obliged to tip street performers dressed as superhero
“I smell gun smoke,” Pauli says. Janelle looks over her shoulder to ask the waiter to bring more sugar packets. “Aaaaaaaaahhhhh!” Janelle’s eyes shift. “O-o-o-h let’s pretend to look for something under the table,” Gardner says. A round of bullets fly over the table. One hits the tea pot. The tea... Sign in to see full entry.