New York: A walk in the Shadows

When I was younger, my uncle Artie would tell me interesting stories. He said he changed the names to protect the guilty, but I thought he was just blowin' smoke. Now, I hear some of these same stories but with different names, from people who don't have any idea who Uncle Artie is. They do refer to someone called AZI, who matches my memories of my uncle uncomfortably closely. It is also his monogram, since he bears the name Arthur Zaphod Islington. It really makes me wish I had paid a little more attention to those stories now, since it appears they may have been OpReps for runs my uncle did before he disappeared.
Let me tell you, that just freaks me the frak out.
So now, I am on the streets. My mother called me Arthur. You can call me AKU,