Even if I’d had the money for a new
hard drive, it had taken me years to
amass the music collection. There
was no way to replace it. The DJ’ing
business was over. The CD-selling
business was done. All of a sudden
our crew lost its main revenue
stream. All we had left was the
hustle, and we hustled even harder,
taking the bit of cash we had on
hand and trying to double it, buying
this to flip it for that. We started
eating into our savings, and in less
than a month we were running on
dust.
Then, one evening after work,
our friend from the airport, the