Watch out for my big snake! Where is it?

Most of the other statues around me have their pee-pees covered with bronze leaves or diaper-like drapes — but not me! Some of Kansas City’s most powerful men hang out around me. They like to look at paintings of important buildings that have been erected around town. And they like to suck cigars, good ones like Arturo Fuentes that sell for $10 each.

It doesn’t appear as if anyone around me reads The Pitch, but there’s a copy of the Kansas City Business Journal and The Independent lying on a dark wood table.

OK, everyone: Guess where I am.