After I got thrown out of HS a friend got me a job at Flota Mercante Grancolombiana a Colombian steam ship company office on Pier 3 in Brooklyn.

Once we got on the piers we were stealing like no ones business. They were also smuggling in cocaine. It was welded to the outside of the ship below the water line. Just like in the movie French connection 2.

They finally got caught the guy and woman who hired me disappeared.

Then I moved in export important business off and on for years.