I noticed a lunch truck today while walking along Fifth Avenue by Central Park. It read “Veteran Owned” on the side. A tiny enterprise, calling on the potential good will of fellow […]
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Brave New City
Like most people, New Yorkers don’t go out very much anymore. We do it more than we did back in April or May, but still… it’s not the same city. You know, […]
The Police Do What They Do Because
“Please don’t cry, Ma’am,” said the white policeman to my mother, a brown woman. “These things happen all the time.” The year was 1980. The place was Alexandria, a suburban town in […]
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