"Something about the sound of twigs crunching under your feet; it’s like Massa's coming down." -- a Black Folk Don't interviewee on camping
A few years ago, I walked into a massive athletic shoe store in Harlem. I was kindly greeted by the security guards, but while I was perusing the rows of incredibly expensive shoes, a Black male salesperson approached me.
"You aren't from here, are you?" he asked politely.
"Uh, no. I’m from Toronto."
He looked confused. "Where's that?"...more