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Funny:
>As I walked to A.’s building, I put on my headphones to listen to the rest of a podcast conversation with my friend Randall Kennedy, about his new book on race and civil rights, Say It Loud. Randy’s voice was the last thing I heard as I turned right on West Seventeenth Street and Ninth Avenue, where my attackers were lying in wait.
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>When I said, again, that I didn’t think I could identify my attackers, they didn’t press me further. (It’s possible that the presence of a black woman inhibited them—“They were trying to figure us out,” A. speculated afterward.)
Like pottery.
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