A crown of silk is traded for a kingdom of streetlights, where the very definition of royalty is challenged. In Zamunda, the dawn is a whisper of rustling attendants and rose petals. In Queens, New York, it's the hiss of steam from a grate and the squeak of a broom on tile. At the center of this collision is Prince Akeem, a man of quiet decency, leaving a world of ritual for one of reality—a wo...
