Foxx knew everything that was going on in the square, guarded me and my possessions and more than once saved me from danger. Once, when there had been a fight in the plaza, he refused to let someone sit with us. Minutes later, a whole motorcycle gang came looking for that guy. He was once a bank robber but he guarded my money for me. He is handsome, charming and kind-hearted. He is always taking care of someone in the neighborhood. He is always feeding someone.