
The voice was close to my ear. At a corner facing streams of trucks and cars and mad men on electric scooters and skateboards, the voice said, “Careful. Careful. They aren’t looking.” The black man in my ear was dressed in a black cloth coat, a newsboy’s cap and elegant tie. Unnamed, he announced his history to me on that street corner. This is what I remember. “Thirty-two years in the […]
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