Through the windshield I
saw the mark of these
ghettos-the abundance of
beauty shops, churches,
liquor stores, and
crumbling housing-and I
felt the old fear. Through
the windshield I saw the
rain coming down in
sheets.
saw the mark of these
ghettos-the abundance of
beauty shops, churches,
liquor stores, and
crumbling housing-and I
felt the old fear. Through
the windshield I saw the
rain coming down in
sheets.
( Ta-Nehisi Coates )
[ Between the World and Me ]
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