Mr. Mayor

I am Mr. Mayor. Isaac places a Lego minifigure in my useless, supinated palm. I announce, “Hello, Lego City.” (Hear in your mind Robin Williams’s voice from Good Morning, Vietnam.)

Play begins, usually involving some scenario were a bad guy gets away and Mr. Mayor calls the police chief. “A bad guy got away. Help!”

But something was missing, Isaac thought — Mr. Mayor’s chair.

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