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September 26, 2005
Buy Pro-Keds!
"That's not an outfit," said Damon Dash, pointing to a man in the courthouse hallway.
Dash stood resplendent as usual in a custom-tailored suit that hung off his burly shoulders with the precision of a department-store mannequin.
The man he addressed wore jeans and a baggy white T-shirt with white sneakers, which seemed to draw most of Dash's attention.
"Those," he said, pointing to the man's shoes, "could easily be Pro-Keds."
Dash, who runs the Pro-Keds shoe line, never misses an opportunity to promote.
A friend of Sigel's, the man had attended the trial every day but smiled and said nothing as Dash spoke.
"What size do you wear?" continued Dash.
At this, the man raised his eyebrows. "Ten and a half," he said.
"I'll take care of that," said Dash. "I'll take care of that personally."
Now the man smiled more broadly, giving Dash an address on South Philadelphia's Sigel Street, the street from which Sigel hails and takes his name.
"I'll take care of it," said Dash. "Watch."
Posted by steve at September 26, 2005 02:12 PM
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