Thanks, Mike! I find that if I dress up a little, it adds to the flavor of the thing, and the powers-that-be are more willing to tolerate me. Last night, for instance, I was asked to move away from the heavy-foot-traffic intersection, but I was not asked to leave altogether, so that's good. I was there four hours and ended up with $62, a little better than last time. This event was in the lofts districts--lots and lots of taverns and bars, and as it got later and later, people were more and more drunk and generous. One guy gave me a $10 bill, and I had several fives in there too. One older woman, I think she was coming to visit me after each shot, and those last couple of times, she was really weaving around. Near the end of the evening, a couple of guys carrying cases, a guitar and a banjo, stood and watched me for a while, mostly smirking--but they each put a dollar in when they were done smirking, so that's okay. Excellent experience and good practice!