“AY! Sup brother? You got one of them cigarettes I can borrow?” The man asked me.
“I’m sorry? What?” I asked.
He looked like danger. Like the kind of person my parents would have asked me to avoid eye contact with. I can almost hear my mom saying, “walk on the other side of the street when you come across someone who looks like that.” And
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