“Artus is right my dear friends, I am alive and well and standing right in front you.” The_Streets waved to the crowd before going up to BrotherHec and giving him a strong pat on the back. “Thank you dear friend for missing me so much, but wipe those tears away because they’re not needed. While some may come out here time and time again to moan and bitch and complain that I am dead, The_Streets are not dead. Even when my physical self passes on, which I will in due time, The Streets will go on living. I cannot die when there are people like you in this world who clearly care about me so much. Don’t let the negative Nancy’s keep you away or stop your voice. When they get on one corner and complain about how horrible people are treating me, how no one has a voice or is too afraid to speak up, you go on the opposite corner and scream louder that I am alive and I am for everyone. No one needs to be scared to come out and speak on The Streets.”

The man was clearly a bit crazy, going around calling himself The Streets and talking about his physical self but hey…people have believed stranger things, right?