My family emigrated from Russia in 1981 and landed in Brooklyn. Our first car was a white Plymouth Volare with a maroon vynal top. I matriculated at yeshiva where I studied English, Math, and the Torah. After school on the streets there was hype about a good looking Jew with long hair and a fit body. Guys even had him cast in gold hanging on their necks. I asked the rabbi when we're going to read the other bible. Then I went to public school and things fell into place. I learned how to graffiti walls and dance on cardboard.