He reaches up to hold the statue’s hand, for balance maybe. Something white is wrapped around his neck like a scarf. Something red and white hangs from his waistband. He wears black basketball shorts and black crew socks and black sneakers. A young brother half its height is standing casually on the statue’s pedestal. We see a sparse crowd milling around a giant white statue. A white lady newscaster drones on about protesters and police. ![]() ![]() It’s night, the scene spotlit by a news chopper. I watch it on Twitter, in a small dark box in the middle of my glowing screen.
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