Monthly Archives: September 2015

I recently witnessed the following interaction while I was walking down the street near my apartment. A delivery driver is standing at one door down the stairs and about twenty yards away from a stoop where a woman has just … Continue reading →

Harlem. The temperature is only in the 80’s, but it’s suffocating humid and the August sun has an undeniable sting to it today. It don’t mean a thing if it ain’t got that sting, the man said. Or something like … Continue reading →