Do you think anyone has ever asked this Polar Bear playing the Keytar to “move along?” I doubt it. He pretty much owns every corner from Copley to North Station. He’s got more groupies than White Snake and Poison combined and he doesn’t even sell tickets. The hard part isn’t finding a loose singles to stuff in his bucket. It’s getting your singles into the bucket before he melts your face.

See: No More Panhandling in Lowell