No one is saddened by the tears of a hustler. You played the game; you were winning. You let us all know. Flashy, gaudy and even sometimes trashy, you burned many dollar bills. High rolling “Big Willie”, that was you looking down on the lesser peddlers. But then it happened as it always does. Times up, game over, now you’re falling. We all know the rules and price of the games we play and it’s always next man up. Behind bars you share fantastic tales of yesteryear but still no one is saddened by the tears of a hustler.