Category: Community Life

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Brown and Bubbles: Why Ferguson and Wilmington Are Alike

“Hey, Bubbles has a gift for you. He’s been looking for you, since you saved his life,” my neighbor said casually. I was somewhat surprised; Bubbles (not his real street name) was a young man whom I met while administering first aid for an injury sustained on my block. Bubbles had a critical wound to his…

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Maybe I should have taken grappling lessons

The other day, I texted a friend, “Today my assistant put a kid in a headlock while his grandmother straddled him so that I could remove his tooth. Horrible experience!” She responded, “Headlock and straddling? Taken out of context, I’m pretty sure I could have you all arrested.” Lawyer friends are…

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Only as an urban resident — Ep. 6

A college mentor once told me that if one wants to sound intelligent in a group conversation, but doesn’t really know what’s going on, one must simply exclaim, “But where do you draw the line?!” preferably in a British accent. I’m drawing the line here. —————————————————————– I finish crying and…

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Betrayal

Baxter was named after a Puritan minister, and I am faintly amused by this memory when I hear him yowl through the bathroom door or when his claws clumsily scrabble across our faux‐wood floor. He is not quite as cute now, in the sense that his kitten‐like actions are more coördinated though less graceful and less innocent. Playful nips at our fingers now threaten to…