My routine in North Beach is starting to take shape

We sit and read on the green benches in the north-eaast corner of Washington Square, me and four fellow North Beacheans, when a man sits down next to us and start making calls on his cell-phone.
He is very loud.
On the back of his t-shirt it says: Blah Blah Blah.

He leaves when a group of kids gather around close by.

- Hold on a second, he shouts. I can't hear ya! It's too noisy here.